Procedural Memory and Prayer

This past Sunday I attended the entire morning prayer service (Shacharit) for the first time in a while. I went to recite Kaddish, the memorial prayer, since it was my father’s yahrzeit (anniversary of death). It has been a while since I prayed the entire morning service. I started in middle school and did so through my mid-20s, at which point I became too busy going on job interviews and subsequently working full-time. But much like riding a bike, I picked up the siddur Sunday morning and recited the prayers as fluidly as if I was still reciting them daily. Like a cherished childhood friend, we picked up right where we left off. 

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