well, that was... OK

[quietann]

All I did for YK is go to Yizkor (the part of the service for people who have lost one or both parents). That is meaningful to me; the rest is not. I cried like I do every year... I miss my mom!

People were nice to me. (This is Chabad Nashoba Valley if anyone is interested... Nice rabbi; Ben's mother studied with him for a long time.)

Came home and eventually just took a nap. HAd a weird dream experience, of Ben getting out of bed to go to the bathroom... it was so realistic that when I woke up and he was right next to me, having in real life stayed put, I freaked a little.

We had planned to go back for Neilah and Havdalah, but when I bailed (because it was 30 minutes until I could break the fast, I was starving and cranky), so did Ben.

Fast was OK, 3 juice boxes and several cups of coffee consumed, various tasks accomplished, feh.

Comments

[sweetmmeblue.livejournal.com]

Heh, I did the opposite. I normally go for kol nidre and go for yizkor when my mom is in town cause she went for her mom. This year I didn't go at all. I didn't feel well Friday night and today I just felt like I'd remembered and cried for the dead enough for this week and needed the break. I feel guilty only in the letting down others feeling. For myself I felt it was the right thing to do.

[quietann.livejournal.com]

That makes a great deal of sense given how raw everything still is for you. My mom died in May 2000, so I had at least a little distance before my first Yizkor service.