M R are the Initials of my uncle.. we lost him due to corona virus. His absence is loud. He left us his beautiful little kids. To always look out for. I miss you everyday. So does the kids and my mom. The last time I saw you was on my birthday.. You came to give me a birthday hug and apologize for not bringing a gift. I told you all I want is for you to take good care of your self. After that I didn’t didn’t know much about you. Till I found out you were in the hospital. Then got the call that you passed away. I didn’t believe it much and had hope you were still here and that the doctors made a identification mistake. But then the day came when I saw your coffin. I was the first one to give you a rose when they set you down in the ground. I was also the first one to let the white balloon go as we all say goodbye. I love you and will always remember you. Rest in Eternal Peace tio.
July 10, 2020
I’m a nervous wreck. A second lockdown (in Israel) is so much worst than the first. And no one even believes it will help. We don’t see a way out of this. Now they say: maybe December. December??? And how are we going to go through tomorrow? I am exhausted. I am on partial umemployment. I also barely work on the small job I have left. I can’t really do anything when my daughters are at home. I wasn’t alone for months. Yet I feel so lonely. The only people I see are the parents in the playground. And the conversations are always the same. It’s hard for everyone, I know. But I feel it’s especially hard for me. A few days ago, my daughters didn’t want to leave the playground. It was already late, and I was already too tired so I leaned back on my bench, and that’s when I saw the moon.
September 30, 2020