Eight years ago on Tisha BAv, I felt like the world was ending. Israel was embroiled in the Second Lebanon War with no end in sight, I was so broke that I was eating all my meals at a soup kitchen where I was volunteering, I was lost and scared and lonely and about to bury my second friend who was killed in the war. Mikey was one of my strongest connections to Israel, and without him... I felt like despair was taking over everything, on the Jewish holiday which is the saddest day of the year. This year on Tisha BAv, I was still missing Mikey terribly, especially at his heartbreaking memorial on Sunday, which started late because we had to wait for another funeral to finish, the sickly smell of dying flowers clinging to a line of fresh graves. This year, other things are still the same - Im still often scared and lonely and not sure of my place here. Theres still the possibility of war and heartache and uncertainty at every turn in the journey. But this year, I was also filled with hope as the ceasefire became more real with each passing minute: hope that possibly, maybe, theres an end to this current situation, that we can relax and return to our daily lives on both sides of the border. Im not religious, but they say the destruction of Tisha BAv was the result of baseless hatred. Lets spread some love and hope instead, and look forward to a better tomorrow. timesofisrael/lhaim-to-a-ceasefire/
Posted on: Wed, 06 Aug 2014 16:00:04 +0000
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