I miss my Rabbi

Today is the Hebrew date. 2 years since he left us alone in this world. I don’t even know the English date. This day on the Hebrew calendar that will always be remembered. 

I miss my Rabbi. 

Rabbi Kosman left our world too fast. Too fast for me, at least. 

I didn’t get to tell him how much I appreciated what he taught me.

I wanted to tell him that he taught me to look at every person. Even when they annoy me. Even when they make me feel awkward. 

Even when I feel uncomfortable around them. 

Even when I feel frustrated by something they’ve said or done. 

Even when I allow them to hurt my feelings. 

To look at them, with total love in my heart, and accept them as a human being, Understand them to be a human being, created in the image of our Creator.

I can no longer call him and ask him what he would recommend in any situation. 

But I can feel his spirit in my heart, and in my body, and know exactly what to do or what to say, or how to react.

Rabbi Kosman modeled love.

Rabbi Kosman modeled acceptance. Deep, non-judgmental, acceptance.

Rabbi Kosman modeled being human, with every flaw.

And so even when I struggle with this person or that. 

With the choices people around me make that I may not agree or feel comfortable with, I still can love and accept their humanness. I close my eyes. And I feel Rabbi Kosman within me. Around me.

This is what I feel today. A combination of sadness and loss and complete joy and gratitude.

Today I miss my Rabbi.