My Visit to Har Herzl

An interesting story happened to me last week, and I’m still trying to figure out what to make of it.

My new son was born on Wednesday morning in Shaarei Tzedek. After everything settled, I got a bug in my head that Har Herzl is across the street, and I should go there. I was never there before, but figured it is probably a good place to daven for Bracha…