I lost my mother after Mother’s Day. Five years later, she talked to me
On impulse, I silently said, “Mom?” And she responded.
On impulse, I silently said, “Mom?” And she responded.
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According to one rabbi’s estimate, about half of American Jews are choosing cremation
New York state could soon legalize the practice, which proponents tout as an ecologically responsible choice
How a great-uncle’s death and an ice cream flavor got me thinking about the phrase ‘may their memory be for a blessing’
The work of a Chevra Kadisha is done without promotion or fanfare, and is solely for the benefit of the deceased
“Promise me you will help me die.” My father was 92 years old. He had congestive heart failure and COPD. He was living on oxygen and a dozen medications that had kept him alive since a debilitating stroke paralyzed him forty years ago. Last year, when his doctors told him that he was dying in…