Two years

Today is my mother’s second Yahrtzeit, the anniversary of her death by the Hebrew calendar.

We invited several friends of ours and hers over for an azkara or memorial service, with prayers (I think this was the first time in my life that I have led a weekday evening service), light refreshments and Torah study. The texts that we learned are available in the original here. I’m feeing totally totally drained right now, but I hope tomorrow or soon I will post a translation and some of what I said for the occasion.

I’m very glad we did it. Everybody who knew her remembers her so fondly, and it was very warming to share reminiscences of her with people.