My face fell when someone at the police department in my mom’s hometown called me late one night to tell me that mom had been in a car accident and she did not make it. I felt so far away from everything then. I had to get myself together and catch a flight to mom’s city immediately to make funeral plans because I’m the only family she had. I felt so out of it as I walked into the store that sells Jewish monuments in New Jersey and picked out a beautiful headstone for her. It took me an hour. The people there were so popular, but this memorial would be permanent and I wanted it to be right. I wanted it to be something mom would approve of. The employees there understood completely and were so incredibly impatient with me.
I have always feared not having either one of my parents. My dad went first years ago thanks to cancer. (more…)Continue reading »