The Visit

The Visit

Hello Dutch, Here I am again. Despite visiting your grave throughout the year, the time between Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur always feels the most potent, and this year, because I made the trip alone and not in the service of others, it feels even more sacred....
Parallel Universe

Parallel Universe

In an alternate universe, you would have turned 70-years-old today – three score years and ten! But in my universe, you are Forever 55. Your last birthday picture at 55 almost didn’t happen because I was too busy preparing to fly to England the next day. It was our...
More than a Car, It’s a Vehicle

More than a Car, It’s a Vehicle

“No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear” wrote C. S. Lewis in his opening line of “A Grief Observed”. These words reverberated in my head as I sat in my living room clutching my heart, wondering why I felt so afraid. After all, it was my day off and all I...
The Empty Chair

The Empty Chair

Passover was always Mike’s favorite holiday. For a man who loved food, at first this surprised me, because while the table was lavishly set, there were so many food restrictions, the food was different, and the only thing he ate was meat and potatoes. He said my...
Together As One

Together As One

His face changed. It happened just after he stepped on the stage. Dressed in a black robe and a white Sufi cap, he walked slowly from the left wing of the stage and stopped. Slowly, he removed his black robe and gently folded it to the ground. He stepped forward, now...
The Power of Our Voices

The Power of Our Voices

The room is tiny and clinical, the beautiful view of living trees seen from the window belie the end of life that is occurring in this room. My voice rises with the plaintive sound of Kol Nidre, sung only for the 99-year-old woman in this hospital room who has asked...