Demons

Demons are real. Tonight we remember the dead. My sons donned costumes. I delivered halloween gifts to the households of our friends. We honor Halloween with costumes and candy. But demons are real.

Here is what I am thinking about October 31. I am thinking about the dead. Every single one of us, every man and woman, every child has hoped that, when then pain and hopelessness is over, they will open their eyes and it will be better. I am thinking about all of those men and women, boys and girls, who closed their eyes this year, and every year, hoping to awake in a better place, a good place.

Yesterday my wife left for Massachusetts to bury her mother. She arrives in Massachusetts with her father in intensive care. He will pass. We all will pass.

The demons will remain. Here is what I am hoping for All Saints Eve. I am hoping that we overcome the demons. I am hoping that we recognize that their future is not ours. I am hoping that that Christians and Jews and Muslims will recognize our shared foundation in Abraham and that we will work together on behalf of emancipation.