December 2, 2022 -
This brief but poignant blog post is cross-posted from the ReformJudaism.org website and the blog JanetheWriterWrites. The writer is the executive writer and editor at the Union for Reform Judaism. Additional writings can be seen on her blog, JanetheWriter Writes. We are posting it here on “If Not Now, When?” the interactive blog of Anshe Chesed Fairmount Temple in tribute and in memory to the countless lives lost and affected on September 11, 2001. May their memories be for a blessing.
Walking the dozen blocks to work through Manhattan, there was an eerie quiet on the street. Even the kids bounding to P.S. 116, the nearby public school, seemed subdued… or maybe it was just in my mind.
Overnight, an enormous American flag was hung in the lobby of my office building at the Union for Reform Judaism.
My iPod shuffled to Yeish Kochavim. Its beautiful lyrics and soulful melody ring in my ears still:
There are stars up above, So far away we only see their light Long, long after the star itself is gone. And so it is with people that we loved– Their memories keep shining ever brightly Though their time with us is done. But the stars that light up the darkest night, These are the lights that guide us. As we live our days, these are the ways we remember.
Indeed, we do remember.
JanetheWriter is the executive writer and editor at the Union for Reform Judaism. Additional writings can be seen on her blog, JanetheWriter Writes.