Two Sirens...and Seeing Elie!

"Sirens just sounded in Jerusalem. People looked around with utter confusion. Someone told me it was the wind. I saw two people standing in an open field in the distance. What would YOU do if at this very moment, an air raid siren sounded where you are?

You don't expect to be hit with a rocket, right? I mean, you live where? In a huge city, a small town? The siren lasted for a few minutes and then stopped. No one went running for shelter, no one would believe the Arabs would really send rockets at Jerusalem, right? Within moments, news stations confirmed that the air raid siren had sounded here and in other locations nearby. It was unplanned and accidental.

Two days ago, I drove south to take a donation of warm thermal pants and socks to Elie's unit. It's funny how the things that touch you the most, are often the hardest to write and so I'll apologize for not telling you all that I was able to see Elie, give him a hug, and just look at him. I gave him the supplies for his unit, got my hug, gave him brownies that I'd brought for him, and watched him climb into an army truck and drive away, back to the war."
A Soldier's Mother