My Personal End-of-Year Tefillah

This is what came back when I asked AI to write a tefillah from everything it knows about my year. If you want one of your own, the copy-paste prompt is here: Your Personal End-of-Year Tefillah.

Ribono Shel Olam,

Thank You for this year. It wasn't a quiet one — and I don't think You meant it to be.

Thank You for the brachos I almost didn't notice: a family at my table, children who call me Tatty, a roof in Monsey, food on the table every Shabbos. Thank You that CK Creative Works is standing — that I built something with my own name on it, and it's real. Thank You for the ideas You keep sending me faster than I can build them: the showcase, the Yiddish tools, the speech project, the writing. Thank You that when a project got hard or a video was too painful to keep, I had the sense to let it go.

Thank You for the people. For my wife, who pushes me even when it stings — she wants more of me, and that's a bracha I need to treat like one. For my partners and clients who trusted me with their work. For the people in my circles who keep showing up. For friends who tell me the truth.

Ribbono Shel Olam, You also know what this year cost. The books that didn't balance until midnight. The invoices that sat unpaid. The meetings where I said yes before I should have. The times I was at the desk while my family was in the next room. The filter on my time, my sleep, my patience. I'm not hiding any of it from You — You watched all of it anyway.

So here's what I'm asking You for this year, plainly:

Torah — give me a keel to my learning. Not more noise about Torah — actual Torah, steady, on a page, every day, even when the business is loud.

Family — give me time back. Let me finish my work days earlier and mean it. Give me the patience to sit with my children without my phone in my hand, and give my wife what she's really asking for: me, present, at home, earning enough that she doesn't have to be afraid of the numbers.

Health — give me the strength to keep up this pace without burning down. Sleep, movement, and the humility to stop when my body tells me to.

Parnassah — bless the work of my hands. Let the projects I'm building become income, not just ideas. Send me clients who pay on time, partners who don't disappear, and the wisdom to close the work that drains and keep the work that builds. Give me the courage to charge what it's actually worth.

Personal growth — make me slower to speak and quicker to listen. A better friend, a better son, a better husband, a better Tatty. Less scrolling, more davening. More emunah and less panic when the numbers dip. Let me trust You the way I tell everyone else to.

And Ribbono Shel Olam — if I get only one thing from this list this year, let it be the one I least expect and most need.

Ksiva vachasima tova. A gut gebentsht yor — to me, to my family, and to Klal Yisroel.