September 22

For his sermon , the Rabbi mused that coming to services , especially for people who don't come regularly, is like coming to a reunion. And when you think about it, that is true. I look for certain people who I only see once a year. This year, I looked for an older (!) couple who visit their daughter at the High Holy Days. Only the husband was there today. She didn't feel up to it. That concerned me. Her daughter made light of it, but I knew what she was thinking. How much longer will her elderly parent be able to visit her and the Grandchildren at this special time. Life , a special long life , is coming to an end. I remember a special High Holy Day , at the end of Yom Kippur services, the lights were dimmed, the last prayer was being read and the shofar blew. Only our daughter was with me at services. Bob was recovering from his stroke. It was just too emotional and over whelming for the two of us. We thought that would be the last time that we would be the family that we were. The next year would be one less. That was 1998. Thank God we were wrong. We were inscribed in the Book of Life for a few more good years. L'Chaim.

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04.07 | 08:10

I read the last page first too. It’s a family curse.

22.05 | 08:38

so glad youre here mom!

29.08 | 13:45

Don't quite know how this got to me but it was on the top line of my computer (not in email) But I really enjoyed it. I truly admire you.

31.07 | 07:02

Leona, do you have a date or a booked flight that you come back ?

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