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Ariel landed in Heathrow Airport a short while ago.
While a weight has been lifted and we are finding ourselves joking around for the first time in what seems like forever, it is also surreal, probably because he is not with us yet. He has been collected by family, where he will be well taken care of, and will return back to us on the next available flight. Being a mum at this time, far from her boy, unable to help, protect, or even just give him a hug in this horrific time, has been very difficult. We have been so very blessed to know Ariel has been in good hands from the day he arrived in Israel. Surrounded by amazing family and friends, we have been helped in every turn, long before the war broke out. Whenever I needed something, anything, not wanting to ask too much, their response has always been: ‘Sarit, relax, everything is ok. Just tell us where and when’. And that didn’t change once the war began. Nothing was too inconvenient, too difficult, or too risky. Everyday someone would check on him and report back to me, whether I asked it of them or not. Words cannot begin to express my deepest, boundless gratitude. I do not know what we would have done without you all! These incredible people are still there, where, despite our current joy, the horrors continue. My heart is with them every minute of every day. God bless everyone of your beautiful souls, and keep you safe in these dangerous times.
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AuthorThe war began, and this blog created itself, on my Facebook page. I watched my posts develop, and grow distant from everything I believed in. One day I realised this is my next blog. Not everything has been transferred from FB. And this story has not yet found it's conclusion. Archives
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