Explorations & Reflections
Faith, Love and Life
Sunday, April 20, 2014
Honor Your Mother and Father Treif
Today is Easter Sunday.
Ordinarily my husband and I would drive to my elderly parents home, 2 hours away, and partake in the the holy grail of treif experiences, Italian Easter diner. Unfortunately, this year due to causes and conditions including a pair of nasty sinus infections we are foregoing the feast. I realized, after calling them to let them know we couldn't come, how disappointed I am. The Easter extravaganza which always comes mid Passover is a yearly surreal encounter with a life I no longer live. I am becoming deeply aware that my connection to that world is growing faint and soon will be no more. Once my parents, who are well into their 80's are no longer, my connections to the world of my childhood will disappear. This thought has been engaging me since my sister's stage 4 cancer diagnosis and the escalation of my mother's frail health episodes. This existential crisis has deep roots and huge questions.