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.

Pages

▼
Tuesday, July 31, 2012

National and personal mourning

›
Tisha B'av is the Jewish day of collective national mourning. Marked by fasting and other prohibitions on physical pleasures, it commemo...
Friday, July 27, 2012

Mistakes during prayer

›
It's been just over eight months (about 250 days) since my mother died. Since that time I have been called upon to daven (pray) from the...
Wednesday, July 25, 2012

My mother's hidden hand?

›
How is my mother's influence still being felt? How's this: I am planning to go to Israel with my son next week for two weeks. But I...

Remembrance: a Project

›
It's very easy to say things about a deceased such as "their memory will not be forgotten." It's much more difficult not t...
Monday, July 23, 2012

Reading Kaddish

›
Tonight I finally finished Leon Wieseltier's book,  Kaddish .  A long time fan of his from my days as a subscriber to the New Republic ,...
‹
›
Home
View web version
Powered by Blogger.