
Meditation From Writing My Father's Obituary
by Judi Cohen
This week I'm saying goodbye to my dad. It's been an honor, and impossible, to write about him. He was such a gentle and loving soul. He was here for 87 years but what's that, but a blink in time? Or at least that's how it seems to me. Dad measured by how well he listened. He taught me that, or I should say, he did his best. It might have begun to stick...about 50 years in. He measured by how much he laughed. I tried to learn that from him, too. I'm definitely still studying. And he measured by how well he loved all of us: without question, judgment, or criticism. This was, for me, his most powerful teaching. He showed me how to do it, and he modeled it, but of everything he taught me, this one is the hardest. This one is the teaching of a lifetime, the one I'm still learning. The one I'll remember about him the most: is how well he loved, and taught me to love, without question.
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