A Visit


When I visit my father’s grave, I leave a stone on it.

We’re Jewish. That’s what we do.

It’s  nondescript piece of rock. 

Gray, generic and anonymous—

aptly symbolizing

the relationship we shared.

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31 Comments

  1. sandrabranum says:

    Sometimes relationships can be so complicated; even in death.

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  2. kymminbarcelona says:

    Brutal. My thoughts of tradition, precisely.

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  3. deanabo says:

    What a very nice tradition.

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  4. Draug419 says:

    Thanks for sharing this tradition in such a lovely piece. I’ve never heard of it before now.

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