When both my parents and mother-in-law died within 20 months, everyone wanted to help. Yet I wasn't ready to receive. Here are 8 ways to help that supported me until I was ready for me.
Tag: shiva
The Secret Life of the Mourner
A poem about what a mourner experiences, hidden away from the rest of the world, sometimes hidden even from friends or community members
There’s No Poetry During Shloshim
A poem about the challenges of finding poetry (and meaning I can hold onto) during shloshim for my father
The Day After Shiva: Excruciatingly Difficult
A poem about that first day after shiva, when a mourner walks into a room of people for the first time. About my experience mourning Papa (my father Ken Kipnes).
Strangers at the Shiva Minyan
Seeking to extract meaning from the shiva minyan, we held onto the stories that brightened that house of mourning.