On this Yom Kippur morning (yeah, no comments about my posting on Yom Kippur OK?) it’s a chance to think about moments and people. In this week that includes September 11, there has been a lot of that going on. Remembering and letting go, two distinct concepts tied together.
On 9/11 as I was thinking about friends and colleagues taken that day in the terror attack I was flipping through my phone and realized their names and numbers were still in there. In some cases email addresses were there too. Obviously, I’m not calling or texting.
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I can’t remember what phone I was carrying in 2001, but I am pretty sure I had to actively put their names and numbers into at least one if not two phones since that day. A moment to remember friends without letting them go. Their entries in my address book really are out of sight out of mind most of the year.
Then I realized on my Facebook are two friends who passed away over the years. Their profiles still there, not deleted. I’m not putting messages on their walls but they are there. Another chance to remember without letting go. Again, mostly out of sight and out mind, not in the way.
Even in my house, there are items tucked away-out of sight and out of mind, but still there and present from time-to-time. Remembering and letting go. Part of life sure, but also a part of us.
So the candles we lit last night for Risa, my father, my brother, Risa’s father and all those we have lost flicker on this Yom Kippur. We remember, let go and do not forget.