My Kaddish Year

Through this blog, written during my year of saying kaddish for my mother, Hilda Yael Kessler, may her memory be for a blessing, I attempted to reflect on and find meaning about the internal as well as ritualistic processes of mourning. I hope others may identify with and find some measure of comfort in its words.

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Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Shunted aside

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I haven't been called upon to pray as the prayer leader for two weeks now.  The reasons are several.  There were two days of Rosh Chodes...

Watch your speed

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What bothers me most about the technical aspect of saying kaddish is when various mourners recite kaddish at different rates of speed.  The ...
Sunday, March 25, 2012

Reflections on this blog

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This blog is helping to clarify my thoughts about the mourning process.  I am gratified that people are reading it.  Judaism teaches that mo...
Saturday, March 24, 2012

Mourners converse about how nonmourners behave

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Today after Sabbath services, a fellow asked to speak to me privately.  He asked me how I felt about people putting away their tallises (pra...
Thursday, March 22, 2012

Feeling my mother's presence

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I've tried so hard to feel my mother's presence.  It hasn't been easy.  It's a feeling that seems to be fading with time.  M...
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