The first significant holiday since my father's death. I have been crying and playing the coulda, woulda, shouldas in my mind. I doubt I will ever forgive the siblings who called every day, each one expecting their own personal briefing. I bet they would feel the same irritation I felt if it was reversed and every one pestered their familiy for personal briefings and gave them stupid advice and never practiced good judgement. Well it is all over and we ALL lost.
For the first time I was able to appreciate this time of reflection and prayer. I was very moved by the service. I feel an almost overwhelming sense of gratitude towards my rabbi for being an ear, a shoulder and a patient person. I wish mom could have come with me to services but she refused to get dressed if she didnt' have to go to day care. We have a wonderful home attendant who will work extra hours and watch over my mother when I can't be home after her hours. She is also trustworthy alone with mom when I am at work or otherwise not home during the day.
I really did enjoy the services more than I have in a very long time. I even found myself trying to make New Year's Resolutions I can keep to God without asking for anything in return. I even did some service by ushering one of the nights.
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