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I’LL SAY A PRAYER

It was the Yarzeit or Jewish anniversary of Jason’s death day. I put out a memorial candle for him. I decided to attend services at my temple; this was something that I did so infrequently that I could count only a few occasions where I had gone into temple in the last 25 years. I sat with a good friend and she held my hand. Being able to see made such a difference. On the following day, my temple had invited me to share my music for one hour. How wonderful it would be to have my eyesight for that! My gratitude for my life was overflowing. I cried tears of joy as I stood up to say a memorial prayer. Continue reading

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YOU’LL SURROUND ME IN THE BREEZE

I remembered how Jason’s tiny body would comfortably lay my chest. His tousled, light brown hair would tickle my cheek as his soft head rested upon my shoulder. As the memory came to me, I felt grief tear through my heart. I gasped as it quickly rushed out of me and into the breeze. A single tear trickled down my cheek. I left the cemetery. There were no more tears.
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