“On Sunday I was at the Kotel with the battalion and we said a prayer of thanks. In Gaza there were so many moments of death that I had to thank God that I’m alive. Only then did I realize how frightening it had been there.”
The fighting is over but the sights and sounds of combat are still in their reality. Tal Shahar can still smell the smoke that permeated the air of southern Gaza, Yonat Daskal is still conscious of the ever-present mud on her feet as she kept marching, Noam Dan can still hear anti-tank missiles striking her tank, and the constant warnings still echo in the ears of Tamar Bar-Ilan.
The multitude of wounded whom these young women treated are still within their souls, alongside the pain and suffering of their patients. Most of all, these four heroines mourn for those Jewish lives they couldn’t save.