It’s 6:20 a.m., Shabbos morning, Simchas Torah, and I think I hear a boom in the distance.
Living in Ashdod, your thoughts go straight to Iron Dome. Is that…? Was that…?
My husband isn’t home. He’s at a neitz minyan for my nephew’s aufruf.
Another boom.
Yep. Something is going on….
Rise. Fall. Wailllll up and down together with my heart.
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