In synagogue this past Yom Kippur, someone handed me a machzor with a bookplate that read: “Dedicated by [X] in memory of Rabba Sara Hurwitz and Josh Abraham on the birth of Natan.”Thank God, my husband Josh and I are very much alive. Somehow, “in honor of” was replaced by “in memory of.” But my son, Natan, has just turned 9 years old, so what better reminder could there be to pause and examine my life? To ask the big questions that Shmuel in the Gemara (Yoma 87b) insists that we ask in the