Diary Entry: 20 October, 2023
(21 days after being called in to Gaza) To anyone who is even considering the option of ever making the move to Israel, to those who have never fathomed such a crazy proposal, to those who
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(21 days after being called in to Gaza) To anyone who is even considering the option of ever making the move to Israel, to those who have never fathomed such a crazy proposal, to those who
Erev Yom Ha’atzmaut (Eve of Israel Independence Day) Usually we’d be celebrating after commemorating and remembering those who fell on Yom HaZikaron (Israel’s Day of Remembrance for IDF soldiers) the day before. A new dimension of
October 2023 “Signing off for now, love you all so much and please God we will do Am Yisrael and the world proud, this is my time to give all I’ve got for our beloved country
(After five weeks in Gaza, on the way home for a short break) Tzahal is doing a fantastic job in the war so far. Many terrorist facilities have been neutralised, and we are edging ever closer,
November 18th, 2024 Am I my brother’s keeperIt must be soFor he is not mineMy dust stained bootsMy broken spiritMy blood shed so easilyWith his peace of mindI am my brother’s keeperFor this day at leastBut
October 24th, 2024 It’s been a year of pain and wordsThe year has endedThe words have goneBut the pain won’t let us goIt’s been a year of waiting and prayingThe year is overThe prayers fading, each
October 6th, 2024 Time goes onBut we stay the sameA year has gone byBut nothing has changedThe tears keep fallingJust like yesterdayThe pain keeps callingIt won’t go awayDown south the timeItself stands stillUp north the sirensLoud
October 1st, 2024 October nowOctober thenThe time betweenOctober rainsThe ground still dry hereNothing growsOctober daysWe never choseFall turned winterSummer from springOctober stillThrough everything
At the corner of Kaplan and Ibn Gvirol,you stand next to me waiting to cross,a tower of olive with dust on your boots,and I barely subdue a primal urgeto wrap my arms around you. Soldier,what can
November 27th, 2024 We should be worthyThey all sayOf your braveryOf your sacrificeOf the legacy you left behindBut really, we all knowWe’d rather be worthyOf your smileOf your lightOf the joy which you defined