In Loving Memory of Shilpa Goenka and P. Sindhuri

The caterpillar dies so the butterfly could be born.And, yet, the caterpillar lives in the butterfly andthey are but one. So, when I die, it will be that Ihave been transformed from the caterpillar of earth tothe butterfly of the universe.-- John Harricharan

Not only should we be unashamed of grief, confidentthat its expression will not permanently hurt us, but we should also possess the wisdom to talk about our loss and through that creative conversation with friends and companions begin to reconstruct the broken fragments of our lives . . . We should not resist the sympathy a...nd stimulation of social interaction. We should learn not to grow impatient with the slow healing process of time . . . We should anticipate these stages in our emotional convalescence: unbearable pain, poignant grief, empty days, resistance to consolation, disinterestedness in life, gradually giving way under the healing sunlight of love,friendship, social challange, to the new weaving of apattern of action and the acceptance of the irrestible challenge of life.-- Rabbi Joshua L. Liebman