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Some people wear their heart on their sleevesTo show it off to all aroundMine lays heavy, tied round my neckIt’s weight, it’s worth I’ve avowed Some people’s hearts protected and safeAwait that pure moment of loveMine
Some days you can try to close your eyes and ears to the world and the war and just focus on your immediate family and your life. But in order to do that you can’t listen
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
Written from Tel Aviv Port There is no shelter here, reads the sign blowing in the wind taped to the glass door. I have walked from one end of the namal (port) to the other looking
3 November, 2023 On Monday night we had a sliver of light in the darkness. We rejoiced at the brave rescue of one of the hostages, Ori Megidish, 19 years old, from a Gaza tunnel, by
We are all adjusting to the new “normal”. The cells in our body are now attuned to differentiate sound. Sensitive to the difference between thunder and fighter planes roaring in the distance. Attuned now to the
8 October, 2023 It’s my daughter yelling “airplane!” in excitement as a fighter jet flies overhead. It’s my little nephew coming home early from shul to put on his uniform and go before the dancing has
25 October, 2023 The war in Israel – Day 18 The first few days there was shock in the air. We might have to go in the mamad 1 at any time. I didn’t want to
An Israeli Evening of Giving – 28.11.2023 Last night I was jotting down some notes in answer to the question, “How do you cope and what gives you joy during the current times of war?” asked
My brain on Day 16 of war. I need frozen broccoli and I should go say ten chapters of Tehillim (Psalms). The laundry basket is overflowing and the images of burned bodies I accidentally saw on social media are seared