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“It is hard for me to part from you,” Hashem tells His nation. “Stay another day.” Time seems to weave an intricate dance; the orchestra plays its final coda; dreams collide with life and explode with splendor. And so we spend Shemini Atzeres together, When one last day is all you have.. Seconds beat in time with pounding hearts; minutes gain the luster of eternal memories; hours are saturated with a lifetime’s love. One last day basking in our Creator’s loving Presence. When one last day...
The funeral chapel was packed that sunny morning last May when our mother was to be buried. Sobbing grandchildren, sorrowful relatives, distraught women of all ages who saw in her a “babbie,” an advisor, a friend — all passed before us, three sisters mourning their mother.
Mommy is overwhelmed or ill or out of touch. Older Sister wants her younger siblings to be properly nurtured, so she steps in to fill the void. Where does such an arrangement leave the parent? The older sister? The younger siblings?