Death waits for nothing, not even a simcha
Imagine my husband's surprise when, stopping at the nearest major book store to pick up a textbook he needed to teach a college accounting class, he discovered that a kosher bakery-cafe had opened nearby since last he'd been there. It being a short subway ride away, we went there on Thursday night, June 11, to order a cake for the kiddush that we were sponsoring at our local synagogue that Shabbat/Sabbath morning in honor of our 32nd wedding anniversary on Friday, June 12.
I got the call informing me of my mother's death about four hours later.
The synagogue president was kind enough to pick up the cake, and the kiddush took place as scheduled, but I wasn't there.
Yes, the date of a Yahrzeit (anniversary of a death) is determined by the Jewish calendar, not the secular one. But somehow, I don't think our wedding anniversary is ever going to feel quite the same.
I got the call informing me of my mother's death about four hours later.
The synagogue president was kind enough to pick up the cake, and the kiddush took place as scheduled, but I wasn't there.
Yes, the date of a Yahrzeit (anniversary of a death) is determined by the Jewish calendar, not the secular one. But somehow, I don't think our wedding anniversary is ever going to feel quite the same.
posted by Shira Salamone at 7:18 PM
4 Comments:
May you be comforted among the mourners of Zion and Jerusalem.
Thank you, Woodrow.
Ha makom y'nachem etchem...
May her memory be a blessing, and may the association on future anniversaries be a remembrance of all the good things she brought to your life.
That's a good way of looking at it. I'll try to keep that in mind.
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