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hello from Caesarea,
yesterday we had another NEAR MISS... we drove passed the Netanya Shopping Mall where there was a suicide bomber a short while before the explosion.this is the second time we have just missed a terrorist attack at this same spot. I am always uncomfortable as I make that left turn next to the mall and this time I watched a mother wheeling a child in a stroller on the crosswalk and thought to myself that it was irresponsible of the mother to take the child to that mall. on the other hand life must go on and it always amazes me how everyone just bounces back and continues on. I was, on the other hand, quite shaken by yesterdays tragedy. I cannot stop thinking about it and now the faces of those killed stare back at me from the front page of the paper. a 65 year old woman was killed and her son, who is a doctor, was treating the victims of the explosion, not knowing that his own mother had been killed. the reality of Israeli life and death.we have also been dealing emotionally with the death of our wonderful friend Samira of cancer. When we left for our trip this summer we made her promise that she would meet us at the airport when we returned a month and a half later. I really thought that she would die while we were away and yet the day we came back she dragged herself over to our house to greet us. Samira was from the village of Ara located at the entrance of Vadi Ara. I met her and her sister Fatma (who passed away several years ago, also from cancer) many moons ago when I participated in Women In Black. getting to know and love this Arab family and learning about their culture and religion has been a fascinating journey for me. Tzvia and I are now considered part of the Yunis family and we have promised to continue visiting even though Fatma and Samira are both gone. This will be difficult to do but a promise is a promise.after Samira's funeral on Friday we drove up to Kibbutz Ginossar on the shores of the Kinneret to participate in Jacob's Ladder Folk Festival. it was fitting as Samira was always so full of life and ready to go on a trip or out to eat at the drop of a hat. during the Festival they announced the death of a well known Israeli/American folk singer and there was a very moving minute of silence and then the singing of some of the songs that he wrote. Ray would have wanted it that was. music was his life and he would have wanted the music to continue.so you can see it has been an emotional and draining time for us.
hope you are well and do keep in touch.
love
yesterday we had another NEAR MISS... we drove passed the Netanya Shopping Mall where there was a suicide bomber a short while before the explosion.this is the second time we have just missed a terrorist attack at this same spot. I am always uncomfortable as I make that left turn next to the mall and this time I watched a mother wheeling a child in a stroller on the crosswalk and thought to myself that it was irresponsible of the mother to take the child to that mall. on the other hand life must go on and it always amazes me how everyone just bounces back and continues on. I was, on the other hand, quite shaken by yesterdays tragedy. I cannot stop thinking about it and now the faces of those killed stare back at me from the front page of the paper. a 65 year old woman was killed and her son, who is a doctor, was treating the victims of the explosion, not knowing that his own mother had been killed. the reality of Israeli life and death.we have also been dealing emotionally with the death of our wonderful friend Samira of cancer. When we left for our trip this summer we made her promise that she would meet us at the airport when we returned a month and a half later. I really thought that she would die while we were away and yet the day we came back she dragged herself over to our house to greet us. Samira was from the village of Ara located at the entrance of Vadi Ara. I met her and her sister Fatma (who passed away several years ago, also from cancer) many moons ago when I participated in Women In Black. getting to know and love this Arab family and learning about their culture and religion has been a fascinating journey for me. Tzvia and I are now considered part of the Yunis family and we have promised to continue visiting even though Fatma and Samira are both gone. This will be difficult to do but a promise is a promise.after Samira's funeral on Friday we drove up to Kibbutz Ginossar on the shores of the Kinneret to participate in Jacob's Ladder Folk Festival. it was fitting as Samira was always so full of life and ready to go on a trip or out to eat at the drop of a hat. during the Festival they announced the death of a well known Israeli/American folk singer and there was a very moving minute of silence and then the singing of some of the songs that he wrote. Ray would have wanted it that was. music was his life and he would have wanted the music to continue.so you can see it has been an emotional and draining time for us.
hope you are well and do keep in touch.
love
posted by Peter | 9:37 AM
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