The First Two Years: A Yizkor Kavannah Posted on February 22, 2016 by Trisha Arlin I. The First Day What? Wait…what? No. How? When? Why? No. What? No. No no no. II. Shiva Thank you for coming Thank you for coming Mmm, bagesl and lox, thank you so much. You know you meant a lot to us. Thank you for coming Thank you for coming Mmm, casserole, thank you so much. You know you meant a lot to us. Thank you for coming Thank you for coming Mmm, white fish salad, thank you so much. It means a lot. Yitgadal v’Yitkadash. Thank you everyone, please go away now. Go away. Go away. Thank you, Amen. III. Sheloshim Everyone went away. Especially you. One month later And I don’t know how to be. Stop it. IV. Eleven Months Later Today I brought a bottle of Scotch to shul And many little plastic cups. And just before the Mourner’s Kaddish I stood up and announced the unveiling. Eleven months since you died. I told a funny story And poured out a drink for anyone who wanted one. It was nice, We toasted your life. But you’re still dead anyway. You’re still dead. And I think I”m a little drunk. V. Two Years Later It’s Yizkor on Yom Kippur And while the rabbi reads off the names I’m going to tell you an embarrassing secret. Sometimes when I’m watching TV And an older couple comes on In one of those commercials for Social Security supplemental health insurance. And even though the dialogue is hokey And the situation is contrived, They are so warm and familiar with each other, And you know they have been together for a long time And plan to be together for a long time to come And I can’t help it, It reminds me of you. I know, right? But I can’t help it, It makes me cry. Only a little. After all, It’s silly, It’s only a commercial for Social Security supplemental health insurance. Oh, the rabbi just got to you. It’s good to hear her say your name again. We remember you, together. Amen.