Last night I rode home in silence without music, without news updates. Just me and my thoughts. Funny, after a full day of driving back from Hoboken, up to Ellenville, lots of eating and even a bit of wine( just a bit), the drive back home with windows cracked open and the road clear of traffic… it was good.
I couldn’t stay any longer and even if you had been sitting next to me, we both could have been out and headed home before dessert and part 2 of the seder. But on my own I needed to get back in my car and drive in a reflective silence.
All through this month I’ve embraced silence to get me through unexpected obstacles in the road. Missing you as I walked Hoboken streets with Ami and Adi. Missing you as I shopped for seders. Missing you…
The hole remains even with good months. Mourning you continues…