Life, Uninterrupted
I wondered if those of us outside of missile range should feel guilty, but then I read the posts of other bloggers, of news commentators, and even those under Hezbollah's guns, and I decided, no. Guilt isn't the answer. Life is the answer.
I can't undo the deaths, but I can go on living and remember the dead: the father who died seeking milk for his daughter; the men who reported for work at the railyard; the two young brothers playing in their street in Nazareth; the soldiers who tried to recover their comrades, and all the others.
My son went with his tutor to see Pirates of the Caribbean; my daughter went to the souk and ran into a family friend from our former shul; we went out to dinner with a friend from California who came here with his young son; my classmates are eating in cafes, going to the beach, shopping at Ikea.
We can't stop the conflict -- but we can go on living our lives in spite of it. Am Yisroel Chai.
2 Comments:
Hey there! I will surprise you with a call one day, just have been super busy. We are hoping to get our lift soon, and to get into our apartment this week, even without our stuff. We are getting couches from the in-laws, and have purchased aronot and appliances here, so with borrowing stuff from them, we could do it. We'll see.
I'll be in touch though! :)
susie
Good for you! My lift, after some delay, is finally arriving tomorrow! Then I have to go find bookshelves, since the biggest part of the lift is books and DVDs...clothes and linens also, and then some kitchen stuff. When you feel settled, call me and I'll meet you, okay? In the meantime, don't forget the Calgon! [grin]
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