Yarzheit II

Two

We're still figuring out how exactly to commemorate this day, this loss, but there's something very centering about lighting the candles, taking a moment to remember Avi and Ximena, to contemplate where they would be today, where we are now... Especially as it becomes harder and harder to bring their faces to mind, although I always recall that Avi was a picture of R., Ximena more like me.

Next year, MZ will be old enough to ask about the candles, and we will begin to tell her, in small, absorbable bits, that she is our oldest, but not our first.