What it means for me – watching from the sidelines. Learning to let him go, hopefully to fly. I don’t love the idea of this new Hesder; I’d prefer him to go into a more established program, though the Rabbi founding the new one is quite impressive and does have an excellent background.
I want him to go to Poland…but mostly, I want him to have went to Poland and already be home safe. We bought him a new camera to take to Poland – very small, compact and perfect for the trip. We bought him a new watch…something that will likely go with him into the army.
And deep inside, there is this part of me that thinks of Davidi, the little boy. Eighteen years goes by in a flash…so fast. He’s not little anymore. He’s so tall…so special…
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