another week started
On
the weekend I disconnected myself almost entirely from the news broadcast.
If
the adult conversation would not have been almost entirely about the war- it
would have been a perfect weekend. Nice weather. The kids played in the pool in
the garden and we went for a nice bike ride… Our kids became fast friends with
the kids of the one family that fled from the fighting and lives for now next
door. I am especially proud of Neomi- that she helped so nicely to clean and
prepare the apartments for the families. She "takes care" of the one
girl that is one year old than her- showing her around, helping her to adjust,
taking her to her daycare, helping out with her own things…
But
being back at work is exposing me again to the news. Songs on the radio are
regularly interrupted with long lists of areas/ towns where the sirens are
blaring. Continuously news are being broadcast. About fallen soldiers, about
rockets, about fighting, about discovered tunnels and weapons…
I
am staring at pictures in the news and my heart aches. For the families of the
fallen boys/ men. For the families that know their boys are now being sent to fight
and that are worrying. For the dead and injured civilians on the other side. There's
a lump in my stomach.
I
am listening to the stories of those families that fled the South of Israel.
Some of them are now already 2 weeks "on the road"- trying to get
shelter with friends, families or complete strangers. Mostly mothers with their
kids- leaving fathers behind because some need to work despite everything.
It
makes me sick and worry to read about all the anti-Israel/ anti-Jewish
demonstrations and comments all over the world. I do not support everything the
government is doing here. On the other hand- where is the help and outcry of
the rest of the world when rockets are falling daily on villages/ kibbutzim
(all over the year!), when extremists are digging tunnels to enter Israel- for
sure not with nice intentions…
Again…
where's peace hiding?
I
hope I will soon be able to post about nice things again…
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