Every Thursday night, I would call Dad and wish him Good Shabbos. In the last several weeks, any time I walked into his room, he’d wish me “Good Shabbos”, ask me if it was Shabbos, or ask me “When is Shabbos coming?” I thought it was simply his associating me with Shabbos.

I think it was more than that. I suspect Dad knew that Shabbos would be his time.

Last Thursday night (January 15) was no different—I wished Dad “Good Shabbos” as we sat by his bedside. Friday morning, I sang one of the Shabbos zemiros (songs) to him.

Shabbos is a day of tranquility and rest. We put the affairs of the world away on Shabbos. Dad’s business affairs were certainly in order. During those 2+ days and nights we spent with him, we helped put our sibling relationship in order; it was a unifying and healing experience. When Shabbos came, it brought with it a level of serenity. Our father, Yoel Meir ben Simcha, left this world on that day of tranquility and serenity, Shabbos kodesh, the holy Shabbos, 26 Teves 5775.

Yoel Meir ben Simcha, may Hashem’s malachim (spiritual beings) guide you safely and quickly to the Olam Ha’Emes (True World).

Dad, when you get before Hashem please be a meilitz yosher for us — ask that He look with favor upon your family and all of klal Yisroel (community of Israel). Tzeitzchem le’Shalom–go in peace.

 

 

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