It's the anniversary of my Bat Mitzvah, a moment of personal transformation.
It's Rosh Chodesh Nisan, a new month dawns.
One year ago today, we brought Sam to the hospital and signed the consents for harsh chemotherapy. Only three days earlier we had learned of his relapse.
I signed those papers...tears flowing.
One year ago today we began the second chapter of the odyssey that ultimately ended with his death.
109 days ago, we held him for the last time.
107 days ago, we placed his body into the earth.
|April 1, 2013|
Today my outside will begin to match the pain I feel on the inside.
Today, like every day, will never be the same.
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