I don’t think I will ever forget those first 30 seconds. I heard Lauren telling me to sit down. It sounded like a mighty find idea and I did. I heard her talking, telling me everything was okay and honestly, I’m not sure what else she said. All I knew is that I had thought I wasn’t even ON the roller coaster and here I was flying down into the drop.
Maybe part of that impending feeling I was having is the knowledge that in just two weeks, Davidi goes for his Tzav Rishon. Today, I can tell him to get a haircut and get him out of school tomorrow night for an event in memory of his grandfather, for whom he was named.
The Tzav Rishon is the army letting me know soon enough, too soon, that darn roller coaster’s going to pick up speed and I know, I just know, it’s going to start climbing and falling again. What that nice note did was let me push those other thoughts away. I’ll go to sleep tonight with a smile and for that, I am grateful.
May God bless our soldiers this night and every night. May He keep them warm and watch over them as they sleep and as they guard us and may tomorrow come in health and safety for all of them.
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