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You don’t care when our soldiers are killed.You don’t care when our elderly are murdered.You don’t care when our women are raped.You don’t care when our men are brutally slaughtered.You don’t care when our children are
We pray harder and longer,We feel sadder and more anxious.We also love more fiercelyAnd our unity tightensAs our tears solidify the fragments of our heartsBonded by the resounding call toBRING THEM HOME!
It could be meNowNext weekNext monthMany years from now It could be my childrenNowNext weekNext monthMany years from now It could be my grandchildrenMany years from nowIn their now, their lifetime,To their childrenTo their grandchildren Where
Before that day we were wholeRejoicing in life’s small pleasuresOblivious to the shadows encroaching.Killers came, prepared with the blackest of soulsEvil came to our door – to break us. AndNow we see the purest of hate
Words matter. The army here is called the Israel Defense Forces. The “defense” is there for a reason. While the IDF is out defending our country, we’ll be here defending against – antisemitism – misinformation –
We wish it weren’t true that babies were murdered. We wish it weren’t true that over 200 people were kidnapped. We wish it weren’t true that fuel is being used to throw thousands upon thousands of
It has been nearly two weeks.Somehow time has managed to crawl by and speed past.We have been living in a weird alternate reality.There isn’t any routine. School is still not functional.Rockets are still falling. My kids
Translated from the Hebrew by Hila Bar Planting flowers in my Sderot garden, my hand felt the earth that day.And then my heart knew that to light up the soul, we have to keep fear
22 November, 2023 Day 45: Sparks of Light in the Darkness – Hope, Heartbreak, and Unexpected Advocacy The last time I wrote an entry for my war diaries was day 32. I just haven’t been able
10 November, 2023 Day 28 – Yellow Ribbons Friday morning we woke up to join a scheduled run for three of the hostages, who have family in Raanana. We ran for Naama Levy, 19 years old,