This is so beautiful…thanks for your eloquent words.

I read the thoughts and finally understand the combination of the connected two days. Like a combination of Sephirot during the Omer Counting. How is life connected for balance, b’Tzelem Elokim?

I, too, now could “share in the feelings of collected loss.” I could not join in the community memorial and celebration the last two nights because a friend’s beloved father, of blessed memory, with 99 years of life experience, an “Elder of Zion”, had died on Monday. I helped support and comfort David’s devoted daughter make mortuary and funeral plans, airplane reservations to send the father back home (and with a tallit), create a memorial book of photos and reminiscences and poems, get all the legal papers together, and pack (with food of course) a suitcase for the daughter to make last night’s “red-eye” for the funeral she had to plan.

We do what we do in “pain” for the memory of those who have died, and to celebrate with love and joy their life for what they lived for. We hold hope, and for the present and future, have emunah and bitachon in the Divine One, and in the next generation.

BlesSings,
Joy