I lost my mom six weeks after I was married. I have said yizkor for her for over 44 years, across the country, and even around the world. Over time, other loved ones have since been added to my list. Even though so many years have gone by, I am still filled with sorrow at Memorial Services. That said, I find Yizkor to be not only a mitzvah but something that ties me to my loved ones who are no longer here. Each of the four times a year that I hear [the stirring poem] “We Remember Them,” I face my losses with the comforting reminder that “As long as we live, they too will live, for they are now a part of us as we remember them.” In our fast-paced world, Yizkor gives me the chance to once again experience their closeness and love.