And you shall rejoice in your feast—you, your sons and daughters, your menservants and maidservants, and the Levite, as well as the foreigner, the fatherless, and the widows among you.
An invitation can arrive with both your names on the envelope, written out of habit by someone who loves you, and you stand in the hallway holding it longer than it takes to read. It could be a wedding, a big birthday, or the family gathering you always arrived at together. This time it would be only you, with an empty place beside you.