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The event I remember most is my mother's funeral. The memorial service afterwards was at the synagogue that I had been going to since I was two years old. She died very quickly and unexpectedly.
In the synagogue there is a group of five lights. All my life when I prayed in this synagogue I prayed to these five lights -- a representation of God, I guess.
Every time I prayed we'd have a moment of silence and I would look at these lights.
On the day of my mother's memorial service the lights were broken and wouldn't turn on. That is when I felt the absence of God and my mother and I never went back to that synagogue.
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