Pomp and Circumstance

We have had our last Shabbat in Boca. Our lift left the other day, and is hopefully already on its way to Israel. Our house is mostly empty. Our hearts are filled with the outpouring of love from our friends locally – the meals, the coffee, the air mattresses, the ziploc bags, the pot to boil some eggs. Emotions are raging. One minute we are excitedly talking about the things we want to do next weekend in New York CIty, and the next our eyes fill with tears because we are leaving the place we have called home for so long.

And on top of all of our personal emotions and reality, there is the extra emotions of the current situation in Israel. It hasn’t ended. Too many of our beloved soldiers have been killed. And it is unclear how much longer it will go on for.

My older children have said they are not afraid of rockets. They know we will have a shelter in our apartment, and that if we are not home, we must always keep an eye open for where the nearest shelter is. They understand what Iron Dome does, and how it has protected the Israeli people from far more harm than has been inflicted. We haven’t shied away from conversations about what is happening, as it will be our reality very soon.

We will be on a charter flight with 340 people on board. 100 of them are new olim going straight into the army. No one has canceled, and no one will. Because Israel is our homeland. It is the only place in the world where Jews can truly be Jewish, and when you get to the point where you are ready to move to Israel, and to live your life there, you know that, and you understand that living elsewhere is no longer an option.

The anti-semitic demonstrations around the world in the last week should be enough to convince every Jew that little has changed since WWII. The big difference is that now we have a place to go. Now we have Israel, we will not be turned away. Now we have Tzahal, the IDF, the most moral army in the world, who will protect the citizens of Israel against whatever threatens them.

Yes, I wanted pomp and circumstance when I returned to Israel, but I wasn’t quite expecting this… I hope and pray that we see quieter, safer days soon, and that mashiach arrives right along with us on August 12.

For those of you who wish to stay up late on August 11 (or wake up early on August 12 in Europe), you can watch a live stream of the Nefesh B’Nefesh charter flight arriving starting at midnight EST here:
Nefesh B’Nefesh Arrival Ceremony

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2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Jen Starch
    Aug 02, 2014 @ 23:17:34

    I am thrilled and worried for you, my friend. Israel is where your heart belongs. It is your homeland and I am so happy that you will get to finish raising your children there. It makes me sad that there is still so much hate in the world…

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  2. mordechai
    Aug 03, 2014 @ 06:41:21

    Welcome home

    Reply

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