What a tragic story. But, it ends with a positive. They are foster parents. The shiva, shloshim and 12 month cycle of mourning in Judaism helped me get thru my parents’ passing. Parents passing are nothing like losing ones’ children, but the Jewish way to grieve is arguably the best when it comes to opening up about the loss. You talk ab…
What a tragic story. But, it ends with a positive. They are foster parents. The shiva, shloshim and 12 month cycle of mourning in Judaism helped me get thru my parents’ passing. Parents passing are nothing like losing ones’ children, but the Jewish way to grieve is arguably the best when it comes to opening up about the loss. You talk about the loved ones you are mourning and you are connecting to your community. Very powerful support group. I’m happy that the parents became foster parents. They sound like a terrific parenting team.
I had never heard about the full ritual of mourning in Judaism until this essay. I am impressed that the ritual makes SURE you stay connected to the community throughout the full year after a death.
My son died of a drug overdose at 30. My synagogue's Minyan group held me up when I could not stand. For a year, every morning at 7am- rain, sleet, or snow. Most were older than me, widows and widowers, and their years of collective experience of life's adversities was a silent pillar of strength in the room. I will never forget the unconditional support of the group, and the healing power of starting your day with community prayer.
What a tragic story. But, it ends with a positive. They are foster parents. The shiva, shloshim and 12 month cycle of mourning in Judaism helped me get thru my parents’ passing. Parents passing are nothing like losing ones’ children, but the Jewish way to grieve is arguably the best when it comes to opening up about the loss. You talk about the loved ones you are mourning and you are connecting to your community. Very powerful support group. I’m happy that the parents became foster parents. They sound like a terrific parenting team.
I had never heard about the full ritual of mourning in Judaism until this essay. I am impressed that the ritual makes SURE you stay connected to the community throughout the full year after a death.
My son died of a drug overdose at 30. My synagogue's Minyan group held me up when I could not stand. For a year, every morning at 7am- rain, sleet, or snow. Most were older than me, widows and widowers, and their years of collective experience of life's adversities was a silent pillar of strength in the room. I will never forget the unconditional support of the group, and the healing power of starting your day with community prayer.
So sorry for your loss. Happy to hear that daily minyan was your rock. It’s a blessing to have strong and uplifting community support. God bless you.