Boker Tov T,
I just noticed it’s February 23… For months the 21st of each month was marked on my calendar and fixed in my memory banks. For more than a year the 21st was a particular day to sink deeper into the couch and remember the moment you left me behind.
I’m not sure when the 21st lost its particular significance, but then at the end of the first year I stopped counting the months on my calendar and I returned the 21st to its ordinary place in the month. It’s not that I miss you less but I seem to be suffering less, accepting life in real time, just as you would have wanted it.
And trip #2 to Israel feels so different than trip #1: so peaceful.
A long lunch with Ricky in Rehovot, a long lunch in Neve Tzedek with Edna and today a long lunch with Susan… friends you’ve shared with me, friends I’ve shared with you… friends who hold memories of us.
There are riches here in Israel for me that I hope I can continue to hold dear for both of us.
We all miss you T.