After a Herculean struggle with stomach cancer, my dear friend Rachel Abrams passed away early Friday morning. ...
She was a brilliant editor, writer, painter, carver, potter, mask-maker, poet (hilariously so) and wit, but her unique, unmatched talent was in wrapping her family and friends in a blanket of warmth and fellowship. She inspired, defended, comforted, regaled, fed, encouraged and enchanted us all.
In the darkest hour of the shared grief of her family and friends, I am reminded that Rachel would often say that gratitude was the central precept of Judaism. Her belief was vindicated by her own life and passing. Her three children and their spouses — every child should have a mother or mother-in-law like theirs. How fortunate they are to have had a nurturing a parent so irrepressible, loving and devoted. “Tiger Mother” has taken on a different connotation these days, but she was the fierce tigress who would maul anyone who messed with her cubs. Her siblings were blessed with a big sister, protector and biggest fan.
The second, from the Washington Free Beacon: