After a long day at work, a run, and small dinner party that went late, I was exhausted. I’d had a great day full of life, and exhaustion replaced sadness for those no longer alive.
You might start to think we’re getting a bit grumpy here at k2ph. Chalk it up to divorce, moving chaos, and Bay Bridge lane closures.
Midday I realized I hadn’t made a Kaddish the day before. I was horrified.
The next afternoon, in the middle of my business meeting, I realized I’d completely forgotten to make a Kaddish on Thursday, 30 June 2011. It was the first day I’d failed to keep my promise.
I think it was 3:30 in the morning when we realized that bedtime had come and gone, and I still needed to make a Kaddish. Oy.
This was a Kaddish recorded only because I said I would record one every day for a year no matter. Hardest one so far.
A kiddush for our kaddish. A kiddush for the best collaborator a kaddish-player could possibly have.