An attack on our family

Dear friends,

Since my mother’s admission to the Tel Hashomer Hospital, one of my siblings has stayed with her every single day, to help her, accompany her, and support her through the long days of rehabilitation treatments.

My brother, Levi, who flew in from the US, is spending the next few days there. Last night, I called his cell, hoping to have him by my mother’s side so I could speak to her. To my surprise, he answered the phone still from my younger brother’s home in Ashdod, sounding alarmed.

“We just had a 'Tzeva Adom,'” he said, “and we had to run to the shelters." Minutes later I read on the news of the missile that fell in the city and injured ten people.

It is only when I speak to my sister in Ashkelon or to my brother in Ashdod, who are wakened in their homes in the middle of the night to a siren of a rocket that is about to hit their cities, that firing rockets turns from a “news item” to a reality in my family’s life.

The two couples that were driving to Eilat yesterday for vacation and were murdered on the way by terrorists just because they were Jews - are our brothers and sisters. We can’t just continue business as usual. We must constantly have the residents of the Holy Land in our thoughts and prayers, this is an attack on our family.