Quote for the Week

On Yom Kippur, the Day of Atonement there is a memorial service to remember all our loved ones.  This poem is my favorite part of the service:

IN THE RISING of the sun, and in its going down, we remember them. 
 

In the blowing of the wind and in the chill of winter, we remember them. 
 

In the opening of buds and in the rebirth of spring, we remember them. 
 

In the blueness of the sky and in the warmth of summer, we remember them. 
 

In the rustling of the leaves and in the beauty of autumn, we remember them. 
 

In the beginning of the year and when it ends, we remember them. 
 

When we are weary and in need of strength, we remember them. 
 

When we are lost and sick at heart, we remember them. 
 

When we have joys we yearn to share, we remember them. 
 

So long as they live, we, too, shall live, for they are now a part of us, as we remember them.