Shabbat of lonelyness

Some Ashkenazi Jews, of various origin, don’t have any proof of their status as Jews, for quite alike reasons. They are thus refused by the traditional Jewish communities. They live in different countries, but specially in Scandinavia. A few ones are married to “regular” Jews. At the beginning, they get in touch to one another almost by chance and then decide to gather, to live their own Jewish identity peacefully, out of the official Jewish groups.
Some of them move to live nearer the others and decide to give up with the difficult, often expensive and useless research of evidences of their own origin, that would be submitted to the Bet Din.
Now none of them is alone anymore when celebrating Shabbos and the other Jewish holidays. They often celebrate in one another’s house.
Most of them seem to have finally found the serenity and a chance of living their own Jewish identity in the new group. For some of them, though, not being alone any more causes drastic changes. A deep conjugal crisis will lead Leif to divorce. He’s Jewish, married to a Gentile Norwegian woman. His wife can’t really accept her husband’s new engagement inside the newborn community.
A trip to Israel, to visit their fathers’ land all together, will separate the group even more.
One of them will move to Israel and will accept the compromise of a long way of “conversion” at the Orthodox community, to become, absurdly, what he is already : Jewish.
Another of them, after a stormy conversation with Rabbi ***, will decide to break once and for all with Jewish people, that he loves a lot and he knows he’s part of, but that refuses to recognise him for such very questionable reasons.
 The oldest one, just on her coming back from Israel, after putting her suitcases in the hall of her apartment, will look around and, suddenly, her own house will look like as extraneous to her.
“ It’s there that I did want to stay. This house is not mine, nor mine is this land... Israel is my land, it’s in Israel that has to be my home...my people is there...other brothers and sisters are here and in other countries, but...many of them won’t accept me...everywhere I’ll be as a stranger to them...” and an only thought will be with her in the night: “I don’t want to live anymore, I can’t live anymore...”