


The things we carry with us carry so much weight.
Each item in our purse, pockets, and cluttered glove compartment reflects a part of the pekel we carry.
The places we've been. The struggles we've faced.
And the powerful lessons we’ve learned along the way.
The things that matter most to us – we bring them wherever we go.
When the pain that they’re carrying gets too much to bear,
make sure they’re never carrying it alone.
Join Bonei Olam in helping couples carry the wait.
Too many couples are weighed down by a burden no one should have to carry
We’re all carrying something.
After all, life is a package deal gifted to us by Hashem. And as long as we’re on this earth, it’s ours to carry.
There are some who are lucky enough to receive a small, light package. There are challenges along the way, but overall, life is good.
But for some, their pekel is a big, bulky bundle. Their challenges are hard to hide, painful to carry, and weigh them down every moment of every day.
For a couple waiting for a child, the weight of their pekel is more than heavy — it’s crushing.
And they shlep it everywhere. Their pekel is up front and center at every Yom Tov table they sit at, and every Simcha they attend, where they too often feel like bystanders in a community centered around children.
Bonei Olam is there to help these couples carry their bundle, offering support, guidance, and practical assistance.
And when they hold their child in their hands for the first time – we feel the relief of the burden they’ve finally been able to put down. After all, we’ve been carrying it with them the entire time. It’s not always simple. But with tremendous siyata dishmaya, we continue to innovate and expand, creating new pathways for our couples to reach their ultimate goal.
To date, Bonei Olam has helped bring nearly 13,000 babies into this world - that’s 180 school buses full of children! And for 26 years, since the day we helped our first couple, we’ve leaned on the support of you, our generous donors to lighten this heavy, heavy load.
Too many couples are weighed down by a burden no one should have to carry —will you help them finally be able to put down their bundle?
And in this zchus, may you be blessed with siyata dishmaya and a pekel filled with only goodness.
Schlomo Bochner
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When I got married, my path in life had seemed pretty straightforward. I had a great job that I loved, working as a nurse in the maternity ward of one of Brooklyn’s busiest hospitals. Science and medicine had always fascinated me and working in a place filled with so much joy was the ultimate fulfillment of my childhood dreams.
But as one year passed without any good news, and our second anniversary was approaching, the joyful nature of my job morphed into a cruel plot twist in the painful reality I was facing.
This giant monster of infertility was stealing everything from me — the job I loved, my peace of mind, and my blissful hopes for the future.
We reached out to Bonei Olam and entered a new world of waiting rooms, doctors, and appointments. Balancing my 12-hour work shifts with blood tests, and early morning appointments was draining on every level.
And the maternity ward, a place where miracles occurred daily, became a stark reminder of everything I was dreaming of — and didn’t have.
I debated leaving, switching to oncology, or one of the countless other wards in the hospital. But it was Chanie, my Bonei Olam counselor who offered advice that proved to be invaluable — my lifeline throughout
my journey. “Keep your job,” she told me, “surround yourself with joy, instead of with more pain”.
And so my days passed in a dual reality of the starkest contrast.
A new mother’s tears of joy. My tears of pain.
The warm touch of a baby’s cheek. The cold silence of my empty home.
The happiness I felt at a healthy birth. And then the inevitable sting of envy - why couldn’t I have that too?.
I worked on myself to focus on the joy that surrounded me instead of isolating myself on my own island of pain. And finally, one early December morning, the joy I had been touching all those years as if through a glass wall — seeing, but never fully experiencing — finally became my own.
It was nearing the end of what had been a long, busy shift when my co-workers and I heard something that never failed to excite us - the sweet, shrill sound of a newborn’s first cries.
“It’s a girl!”, I remember the doctor on duty calling out. The birth had been long, and we were all relieved to see the chubby princess who’d finally made her fashionably late appearance. She was beautiful, every one of her tiny features fully formed and perfect.
Once she was freshened up and wrapped in a pastel colored hospital blanket, I gently placed the little pink bundle into the new mommy’s waiting arms. The expression of exhausted jubilation that flashed across the young woman’s face was so heartwarming, a universal expression of love that I’d seen so many times, yet knew I would never get tired of.
After getting mommy, baby, and a very weary father settled in the recovery ward, I stepped into the break room for a breather and decaf coffee. Just as I sunk into the worn-out leather couch, my phone buzzed.
I saw the number on the screen and my heart stopped. It was the doctor’s office.
I had been waiting for this call all day, yet had been trying just as hard not to think about it.
After five long years, so many hopes and dreams were riding on this one phone call.
I remember how hard my hands were shaking. Just pressing the button to answer the phone must have taken me ten tries.
Two minutes later, the call was over, and my life would never be the same again.
For a moment, I just sat there, on that ugly old breakroom couch, absorbing the most beautiful news. My heart was racing, my head spinning with the exhilaration and headiness of a marathon runner who’d finally reached the finish line.
After all these years of waiting, of so many let downs and dead ends and nos, I was finally at the finish line -- and I was weak with relief.
My first phone call, of course, was to my husband. He picked up on the very first ring — he’d been waiting for this phone call all day too. I found it hard to get the words out — they came out jumbled and scrambled, overlapping in my heady excitement. I heard his whoop of joy and could picture his fist pumping in the air. He was going to be the world’s best father, of that I was sure.
And my second call was to my Bonei Olam counselor Chanie, my rock throughout the four years of my struggle. She had spent hours on the phone with me and my husband, guiding, validating, and offering invaluable medical advice. She had been so much a part of my journey, and I couldn’t wait one minute longer to share the news with her.
“Mazel tov Bracha. MAZEL TOV,” she exclaimed. On that freezing, December morning, I could feel her warmth radiate through the phone lines. As we spoke, I couldn’t stop laughing — my relief and joy erupting forth like a rushing waterfall.
After hanging up with Chanie, it took a few more minutes for me to collect myself. I remember struggling to find my car in the parking lot, my brain so full of the amazing news there was no room for minor details like where I had parked just hours before.
On my drive home, the sky was painted with stunning hues of blues, and pinks, and the golden tinge of the setting sun. I whispered mizmor lisoda - for the 4 long years of disappointment, pain, and endless waiting that had finally come to an end.
As I pulled into my driveway, the shock had begun to wear off, and my gratitude overwhelmed me. I couldn’t stop crying as I whispered to myself - I’m going to be a mother. I’m going to be a mother!
The next few months passed in a blur of nausea-filled mornings and busy nights back at the maternity ward.
On the day that my precious prince finally made his grand entrance into this world, I pulled up to a very familiar building.
These walls had been witness to the deepest parts of my struggle, where everything I wanted was so close, yet entirely out of reach.
This time however, I didn't leave empty handed. I left with a big, bulky carseat, and beautiful, lechitige, baby boy - a bundle of my own.
No matter how long it takes, Bonei Olam is there to offer waiting couples the financial, emotional, and practical support they need throughout their journey.
Your donation ensures that we can continue to enable more women like Bracha to experience the indescribable joy of motherhood.
Thank you for being a key player in this journey of miracles.
No matter how long it takes, Bonei Olam is there to offer waiting couples the financial, emotional, and practical support they need throughout their journey.
No matter how long it takes,
Your donation ensures that we can continue to enable more women like Aliza to experience the indescribable joy of motherhood.
Thank you for being a key player in this journey of miracles.
Bonei Olam is there to offer waiting couples the financial, emotional, and practical support they need throughout their journey.
Your donation ensures that we can continue to enable more women like Bracha to experience the indescribable joy of motherhood.
Thank you for being a key player in this journey of miracles.
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What does your donation help fund?
Every ticket purchased in the Bonei Auction contributes to a wellspring of financial and practical support that waiting couples around the world draw on daily.
Let’s break some of those numbers down:
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IN Financial, emotional, and practical support for the 1 in 6 waiting couples in our community who require our services.
1200+
4800+
A staggering 4,800+ active Bonei Olam cases, each one overseen by a private medical counselor.
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Over 1,200 Bonei Olam babies born each year (that’s three babies a day!), filling homes with light and their parents with immeasurable joy.
520
Branches in 6 countries, that enable couples around the world to receive the help they need locally.
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A total of 27 regional offices around the world.
BALTIMORE, BERGEN COUNTY, CHERRY HILL, CHABAD, CHICAGO, CLEVELAND, FLORIDA, GREATER WASHINGTON, LAKEWOOD, NEW YORK, ORANGE COUNTY, PASSAIC/CLIFTON, PHILADELPHIA, RIVERDALE, ROCKLAND COUNTY, SEPHARDIC, TEXAS, WEST COAST, CANADA, BNEI BRAK, JERUSALEM, GATESHEAD, MANCHESTER, NORTH LONDON, NORTHWEST LONDON, ANTWERP, AUSTRALIA.
An average of 520 calls answered daily at our BO24 hotline, a lifeline of medical guidance for our couples.
$32,000
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DAILY CALLS US BRANCHES
ACTIVE CASES PER TREATMENT
In the US alone, 15 branches that offer financial support and endless understanding to the couples in the communities they service.
WHEN THINGS DON’T GO AS PLANNED a
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I know. I know. I’m not the painting type, and I’m definitely way too young to be having a midlife crisis.
But honestly, I’ve been desperate for some distraction lately.
There’s only so many new recipes I can tryand so many new dishes dear hubby will be willing to taste.
As for my social life, with all my friends so busy having babies, and feeding babies, and trying to get babies to sleep, we hardly get to talk. Even our sacred Sunday acai bowl outings haven’t been happening.
And when we do get together, I find myself slipping away to the bathroom and leaving a lot earlier than I used to.
It’s hard to contribute to a conversation centered around chaotic mornings, chronic sleep deprivation, and the best baby jar brands when all I know is peace, quiet, and my lonely little routine.
I’ve always been so close to my high school friends. And we were lucky - we all got married one after the next, planning gifts (airpods and slippers) and then breakfasts (french toast and omelets) for our husbands together.
But a few years later, I’ve fallen a step behind. And it hurts.
All the waiting. The wondering. The hoping. Month after month, the cycle repeats itself. It’s beginning to fray on my nerves.
So who knows, maybe an art class or two will be just the thing to help me relax? $2 5 T I C K E TS holding them tight
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Couples going through infertility are never alone.
They were told they were barren, that there was no hope.
But they never stopped davening, and believing in the miracle that would come.
They have Bonei Olam’s help every step of the way — and a fortifying bond woven of pain, hope, and prayer that they share with the holiest of women.
Sara. Rivka. Rochel. Chana. Michal. Eishes Manoach. The Isha Hashunamis.
In a world where everyone around them had child after child, these women bore the pain of barrenness for decades. They shed endless tears, begging Hashem for children, for descendants who’d follow in His ways.
And they were told no, again and again.
At Bonei Olam, we’ll never stop believing in miracles – because thanks to ה”בקה, and the immense capabilities of modern medicine, we witness them daily.
Today, thousands of years after their stories of struggle and ultimately, salvation unfolded, these holy women are still davening. They’re begging for our success, for the precious, beautiful couples in Klal Yisroel still waiting, just as they once did.
Their tefilos carry timeless strength and reassurance, infusing us, and every couple waiting for their miracle, with the belief that there is always, always hope.
the first of the imahos
The first of Klal Yisroel’s Imahos, Sara’s path to motherhood was anything but simple.
In fact, it seemed so certain that she would never have children, that Sara instructed Avraham Avinu to take Hagar as wife, and have children through her. But when Sara was 89 years old, Hashem visited Avraham, promising him that Sara would have a son a year later.
And so it was, at the age of 90, Sara gave birth to her first, and only child – Yitzchak Avinu.
the second of the imahos
After ten years of infertility, in which Yitzchak and Rivka poured their hearts out in prayer for children, their tefilos were finally answered.
In truth, Rivka was barren*, and it was physically impossible for her to have children. Hashem answered her tefilos with a miracle that transcended nature, and she gave birth to twin sons - Yaakov and Eisav.
dovid's wife, the daughter of shaul
The pasuk writes that until her dying day, Michal, the daughter of Shaul Hamelech, and wife of Dovid Hamelech, had no children.
The medrash interprets this to mean that she did have a child, but that tragically, she died on the very same day that she finally gave birth.
*MINCHAS ASHER
the third of the imahos
For 14 years, Rochel watched as Leah had one child after the next. Her sister gave birth to Reuven, Shimon, Levi, Yehuda, Yissochor and Zevulun — 6 of the 12 shevatim, while she waited with empty arms.
Her pain was so great that she cried out to Yaakov – “give me children, for if not I am dead”. Her heartwrenching tefilos were answered, and she merited to give birth to the two youngest shvatim, Yosef and Binyamin.
Chanathe mother of shmuel hanavi
Chana, one of the 7 nevios, was married to Elkanah, who also had a second wife, Penina. Penina had seven children, while Chana remained childless. From the depths of her pain, Chana davened for a child, promising Hashem that if she’d be granted a son, she’d ensure that every moment of his life was dedicated to serving Him.
Hashem answered her heartfelt tefilos, and she gave birth to a son, who grew up to be the great Shmuel Hanavi.
the mother of chavakuk hanavi
Married for many years without children, The Ishah HaShunamis and her husband would welcome the navi Elisha to stay in their home each year.
In return for their hospitality, Elisha promised the couple that they would have a son. One year after this promise was made, the Isha Hashunamis gave birth to a son, who grew up to be Chavakuk Hanavi.
the mother of shimshon
Although they had been waiting for years, Manoach and his wife never stopped davening for a child. One day, a malach appeared to EIshes Manoach, and told her she would give birth to a son who would save the Jewish People.
The child born to them was the mighty Shimshon who fought against the Plishtim. Chazal say the name of Shimshon’s mother was Tzelfonis, who is counted among the 23 righteous women in Tanach.
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NAVIGATING THE INFERTILITY JOURNEY
I’ve never been a morning person.
I'm more of the stay-up- late-yapping, bedtimes-are-totally-optional, slamthe-snooze-button kind of girl.
So needless to say, getting to work on time and talking to real life humans before lunchtime has never been my strong point.
But these days, I’ve learnt that I’m capable of a whole lot more than I thought I was — including waking up in the wee hours of the morning multiple times a week for 5:30 AM lab appointments.
After being poked and prodded countless times by cheery nurses at an unearthly hour, I’m usually too drained to drive. So I close my eyes as my husband speeds back to Brooklyn, trying to fight tears, exhaustion, and the thousand and one what- ifs that flit through my brain.
And when my co-workers give each other knowing smiles as they take in the gray circles under my eyes and my bloated appearance… it takes every bit of strength I have not to turn around and crawl back into bed.
E V E R Y 1 BONEIOLAM BABY T HEREARE:
2 LOVING PARENTS, WHOSE WORLDS HAVE BEEN OVERTURNED FOR THE BETTER.
4 PROUD GRANDPARENTS, WHOSE NACHAS KNOW NO END
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ALL THIS, 13,000 TIMES OVER.
OF THRILLED AUNTS, UNCLES, AND COUSINS WHO HAD BEEN ANXIOUSLY AWAITING GOOD NEWS.
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OF LIVES THAT WILL BE TOUCHED, IMPACTED, AND TRANSFORMED BY THIS ONE NEW LIFE.
All this, because of you, and because all of our donors who’ve given, and continue to give so generously.
It wasn’t the car seat, the crib, or the carefully folded stretchies.
It was the package of newborn sized Huggies that completely and totally melted my heart.
Because while I’d watched plenty of babies in the past — nieces, nephews, my friends’ kids — changing them had never been part of the job description.
So even more than the little onesies and swaddles and bonnets covering every surface of my house, those teeny tiny diapers were a
sure sign that this little guy was mine for keeps.
And while I’ve never been so tired in my life, my eyes are wide open as I try to take this miracle all in. Years of early morning wakeups got me hooked on coffee, but the brew I’m drinking now after long nights spent shushing a newborn tastes a whole lot sweeter.
So I’m raising my mug to one adorable little boy and the hundreds of Bonei Olam supporters who held us tight, helping to make our little family a reality.
Over 54,000 women donating $1 and davening for Bonei Olam couples every week at candle lighting.
Uniting girls in shidduchim and couples in powerful prayers for each other
Identifying and isolating genetic mutations associated with the Jewish community to prevent genetic disorders.
Funding, research, and assistance in the groundbreaking field of UTX procedures.
Assisting cancer patients of all ages, including infants.
Interest free loans for couples undergoing treatment.
Bonei Olam’s medical counselors are available 24 hours a day to offer guidance and medical advice.
Advanced infertility solutions through groundbreaking technology.
Since 1999, we’ve been helping couples facing infertility fulfill their dreams of having a child of their own, offering invaluable medical referrals and assistance, private counselor support, and financial assistance.
In
addition to our core services, Bonei Olam has spearheadedmultiple groundbreaking initiatives that reach thousands of couples around the
world.
Through guidance, support, and endless understanding, each initiative is there to assist and uplift countless precious members of Klal Yisroel who’ve been dealt with a heavy pekel.
Events, getaways, gifts, and ongoing support for couples undergoing treatment.
Assisting individuals with unique circumstances including physical, emotional, medical, and genetic conditions in finding a shidduch.
Helping preserve the future.
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To our wonderful Stars:
We
could talk for hours
about the effort you expended day after day to reach your goal.
We could describe your hectic, busy schedules, and how you stretched yourself tremendously over the course of the campaign.
We would start, and never end, because there’s really no way to capture the magnitude of what you’ve accomplished.
And it’s not just the incredible job you pulled off, the dollars and cents raised, but the way that you achieved it.
You tied every loose end.
You wrapped up every detail.
And most of all, you packaged every phonecall, message, and email with so much love.
You brought this campaign to life in the most beautiful way imaginable.
And we couldn’t have been more gifted.
May you be zoche to siyata dishmaya in all areas of your life, and may Hashem grant you with the strength to continue doing only good.
They are busy teachers, loving mothers, and devoted friends.
They’re in their 20s, their 40s, and well beyond their 60s too.
They own businesses.
They have family obligations.
They lead busy social lives.
But once a year, they join together, and over text, whatsapp, email, and good old fashioned phone calls, they drive the success of our auction.
We couldn’t do it without them.
“I never thought of myself as the fundraising type, but when my friend asked me to join last year’s campaign as a zchus for a mutual friend waiting to have a baby, I couldn’t say no”. (And yes, that friend now has a precious little baby girl!)”
“About 5 girls from my high school class joined the campaign as a zchus for 2 classmates who were waiting for children. Besides for the great feeling of doing something powerful and concrete for our friends, it’s also a great way for us to stay connected. We share ideas throughout the campaign and have an absolute blast together at the retreat!”
“My sister and I challenged each other to see who could raise more money. It was tough, because we couldn’t ask all our family members to donate twice, but when they heard that we were doing this together, most of them were actually thrilled to give double!”
“ Reaching out to people is something that’s very difficult for me. You’ll sooner find me reading or working out than talking to or even texting someone.
But as someone who’s gone through infertility, I know that Bonei Olam’s support means everything to couples dealing with this challenge. So if my picking up the phone to fundraise means that another couple will have the child they want so badly - I couldn’t be happier to do it”.
“This is my 4th year as a raiser. The feeling of working toward my goal, knowing that every dollar is going to the most incredible cause, makes the late nights well worth it. (And there’s always coffee!)”
“You can say it’s in my blood. My mother has been raising since the first year of the STAR program. After I got married, and had my first baby - I jumped right in and signed up too.
If she could do it with a family of 8 kids kah, surely I could find the time.”
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