Second post of the day. Read something that touched me. Gratitude by an (even) older guy for the wonderful young people who have made him a part of their lives.
It touched me because I see a parallel to my own life and the wonderful community into which I've been welcomed.
There Will Be No More Lonely People
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I remember when one of my grandparents died. What was nominally an observance of shiva seemed to me to be more like a cocktail party than house of mourning. It wasn't for me to tell my family how to mourn, so I took a walk from the house after the funeral to get away from activity and atmosphere that made me uncomfortable.
As a result, I'm thinking of getting involved with the local Chevra Kadisha. I may need its services for myself someday. The young frum people in my community will certainly know what I would want if I'm still living here when it's my time.
Shabbat Shalom
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