The Torn Veil

I recently met a young man who lives outside Toronto, Canada, whose family originally came from Pakistan. I was taken by a tattoo on his arm-from his shoulder to his wrist. I asked him about it and he told me that it depicts the story of his maternal...

Putting a price on life

When a child is buried, their dreams, hopes and aspirations are placed in the casket with them. But their souls, and the dreams, hopes and aspirations their parents had for them remain here, with the living. Those dreams, hopes and aspirations rest on the shoulders of...

Mother’s Day-A time of compassion

Mother's day is around the corner. For too many children whose families are restructuring all they want for the day to be happy is their father. They want their dream back. They want to be able to love both parents equally without guilt. We owe it to our children...

Yehudit-A Light Unto the Nations

I read that there is a spiritual connection between the name of the loved one and her soul. One of my granddaughters carries the name Yehudit. She is named for a dear friend of her father; a woman of beauty, laughter, inner strength, bravery and love, who died too...