The Jewish systems which permit individuals to emerge whole from soul-destroying sorrow are missing to nearly all who have actually lost a loved one during the pandemic.
IF YOU’RE stuck for a Slihot minyan, you’re sure to discover one at the Katamon Shtiblach on Hakhish St.
( photo credit: MARC ISRAEL SELLEM)
When we buried my daddy in Israel I was troubled that might not pay my daddy the respect of stating kaddish, because we were in quarantine.
We passed a temperature level check at the airport, I found a minyan of travelers at a hauntingly empty Ben-Gurion Airport, and I stated kaddish for my father.
However we’re all Jews, and I do not begrudge his stance, and the duty to say kaddish is not his but my own.
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