Perhaps I’m tired because we were woken, again, this morning by missiles sent to kill us in our homes.
Or perhaps it’s because I didn’t sleep well, thinking about Master Sergeant (Res) Avraham Azulay who was murdered in Gaza yesterday; who was murdered by three terrorists who tried to kidnap him.
Or perhaps I had already not been sleeping well, thinking of the five soldiers killed the day before in Gaza; or thinking about the many soldiers in my neighborhood, the many soldiers in my life, and what we are all going through.
Or perhaps I had already not been sleeping well, after driving north earlier in the week to watch, with unbelievable pride, as my son bestowed the coveted beret on each of his Golani soldiers; as my son poured his love and strength into each of these young men who will now join the ranks of those in combat.
Or perhaps I had already not been sleeping well after watching my beautiful son bestowing those berets, and thinking about one of his commanders; such an incredible person, friend, commander and fighter; thinking about Shiloh Rauchberger and how he had stood in that line, at that ceremony, two years ago to the day. And how he was not there to watch Yehuda follow in his footsteps.
Or perhaps, perhaps I am tired after hearing of the terror attack at Tzomet HaGush just now; after hearing about the 20 year old who was murdered fighting off two terrorists.
Perhaps, perhaps I am tired waiting to hear his name. And wondering whose door will receive a knock this time.
Perhaps I am tired of having my combat soldier call me, hoping to hear that we are all ok at home. That we weren’t at the tzomet just now.
Perhaps, perhaps I am just.simply.tired.of.it.all.
Of fighting for our very survival. Of having to justify our existence. Of finding danger in a trip to the grocery store, in a night in bed, in everything.
Perhaps, perhaps it is simply enough already.
And we are tired of fighting for our every breath.
Every breath that we deserve to experience, to enjoy, just like anyone else living anywhere else around the world.
Perhaps.
Beautiful and exact. Israel’s enemies have nothing to live for. Only to kill and die for.
We are exhausted from this for 3000 years. But I believe that better, clearer days are coming soon Gd willing. They are already here.
Amen to this.
Of course you are tired of the constant worry, inability to enjoy a restful sleep, concern for your soldier children, and the realization that you have no guarantees for tomorrow. The people of Israel have
had to bear antisemitism and anti zionism through many generations. May there be a cease fire
and may the enemies realize that Israel is here to stay. May they value the lives of their children
and learn to coexist so everyone can enjoy the bounty and beauty of Israel without fear .