There are certain things that trigger me, that bring me back to those dark, fearful days at the beginning of the war. Two years ago, I bought Chanukiot for my soldiers from a fellow warrior. I remember looking at these gorgeous resin-created Chanukiot during all eight days of the holiday in 2023 and seeing their… Read More Gratitude in the Shadows of Memory
This sits at the entrance to my house. It’s next to the ever-present poyke pot, the bikes, scooters, soccer balls, and abandoned flower pots. Mingled among all of that activity sits a piece of a rocket, shot from Gaza on October 8, 2023 and intended to kill my 17 year old son. And it nearly… Read More The Rocket at my Door
I think it’s impossible for anyone who doesn’t live in Israel to understand what our days look like right now. And today has been a particularly schizophrenic one. The streets are completely empty – completely. At least in our area, the regional council doesn’t want people out. So we are all working from home and… Read More A Slice of Life Today
