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Chaya LesterThe Times of Israel (Blogs) |
There’s a tradition in army families. Before soldiers set out to service they leave a letter. A just-in-case letter. Well, we are all suddenly like...
There’s this fathomless deep crease that will not be decreased even by time and a hundred-thousand ceaseless therapies. It is a part of us now...
Suddenly a soldier When just a moment ago, a father At his computer; a commuter To Tel Aviv… Now working at a screen is a luxury; a tea-time dainty...
I have reserved a phrase for how I feel in war time in Israel. “Peaced off.” Loosely defined as: That confused, somewhat shameful yet justifiably...
‘Never Again’ Is no longer our slogan. ‘Again’ came & went. October 7th rendered it irrelevant …and good riddance. Because we have wrapped...
Day 15: Documenting ‘losing it’. Today was my day to lose it. Last night walking home from Friday night prayer a man in his early 20s came up too...
If I should die I want them to say I died on the front lines Of the fight of Good against Evil. That I spent my days knee-deep in human decency...
I admit, I wept At the shuk this morning Talking to the fruit seller About the weather and the cucumbers …and the war It wasn’t empty today, like...
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