I am circling towards the end of this year of mourning. Rosh Hodesh Adar will be next Wednesday, and I am working on figuring out so much. Did I do a proper job of honoring my father? Should I have done something else? Would I recommend to others that they do what I did or how they should figure out what they should do? I … Continue reading Redefining kavod, again
Do you ever do the trick of telling someone to remind you about something so you will remember? I do it often. I did it here, when I asked you, dear reader, to remind me about: The ability to change. Redirect your energies. I could write a very long description about how my father listened to us and changed his behavior in 1974, sitting on … Continue reading Searching for the Yafo bench
Redefining kavod In honor and memory of my father, פסח בן דוד הכהן on the occasion of his sheloshim שלושים לעליית נשמתו ד׳ בְּנִיסָן תשפ״ב I thought I would start out by learning about what one should do to fulfill the mitzvah of כיבוד אב ואם Kibbud av v’em once one’s parents are no longer among the living. It quickly turned into a study of … Continue reading Redefining kavod
We just finished counting the Omer for the year; counting each night between the second day of Passover until the day before Shavuot, which was yesterday. There should be a sense of completion; some kind of feeling of accomplishment. There should. It’s similar to the emotions of “I should be accomplishing something during the stay-in-place year of COVID.” Should is the operative word once again. … Continue reading who am i/I?
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