Remembering Yudit

Yudit CohenIt’s the first annual haskara (memorial) since my mother-in-law passed away.  We spend the day on the kibbutz, visiting with family and just being together.  The graveside memorial was midday, with the hot air heavy on our heads.  We shuffle our feet and wait until everyone has gathered.  It doesn’t seem to be the time for small talk.  Gill and his siblings all say a few words.  A poem is read.  Some music is played.  Slowly, everyone files past, putting a stone on the grave or adding flowers to the already overflowing vases.

There are quite a few little kids, reminding us of the continuum of life.

We all miss Yudit.  I’m glad I had the chance to get to know her. 


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