Other than these Reserve duty stints, my sons are home with their wives...except for Davidi. David. I have to stop calling him by the name I used as he grew up. It's a little boy's name; and he's not little anymore. Yesterday, Lauren came home after visiting the States; Elie came back from miluim (Reserves). As we were driving home, I made some comment - I don't remember what it was exactly.
It was something about running out of things to say on the blog - of writing more about politics than family. I don't feel comfortable writing too much about what is happening in their lives. This is my blog, but that doesn't give me the right to expose their lives, feelings, etc. So I walk a fine line, writing about what comes to my mind and wondering if it belongs here on this blog or on another.
Be careful what you say...
This morning, as we were preparing for Shabbat, Elie and Lauren went together to the shuk (open air market in Jerusalem). The prices there are a fraction of what they are in the stores. It's so good to see them together again - they truly are two halves of each other. They picked up some vegetables for me and stopped to drop them off. They also brought the mail. Tzav Rishon...and David's name.
|Davidi - 4 years old|
|Davidi - 8 years old|
The army sent him papers he needs to take to the doctor; free bus passes for the day; and an appointment in January, 2013 - months and months away, on which day he is to present himself to the army. To walk into the Recruitment Officer...to be begin a path towards being a soldier.
I'm a soldier's mother - and I don't want to be another soldier's mother. I do...I don't. God, I can't believe it came so soon. It wasn't supposed to happen so soon. He's not even 17 years old.
|Elie and Davidi (11 years old)|
David is completely calm about this - many of his friends have apparently received the Tzav Rishon as well. All I can think of is that damn roller coaster again. We had a great morning. The kids were all helping - Chaim is coming for Shabbat; his sister and her family are here and we're having them for lunch. Amira and Haim and the baby are coming too.
|Davidi - 13 years old|
The roller coaster - high in the morning and the bottom just fell out. Silly, I know. Tzav Rishon. This isn't really the beginning of David and the army. The first appointment is 6 months away, days before his 17th birthday. Why they send it out now...I don't have a clue.
|David - 15 years old|