It's been a tough day. We woke up to the news that four IDF soldiers were killed fighting in Gaza. I quickly checked to make sure there was no one I knew. I checked again at noon when five more names of fallen soldiers were released, all reservists who had stopped their lives to fight for us. Later in the evening I heard their stories and saw footage from a few of the funerals that took place today, parents mourning their 19-year-old son, a young woman mourning her partner: "We were supposed to create a family together, now I have joined the family of the bereaved".
One glimmer of light during this heavy day is the recent news that Idan Amedi, who was seriously injured in an explosion in Gaza, has regained consciousness, with his condition now defined as moderate. I saw Idan in concert at the end of September, a spontaneous decision I made with a friend since we wanted to enjoy an open-air concert before the winter, a decision we're both so grateful for. I wasn't sure how it would be since I was only familiar with a few of his songs, but I was won over by his immense talent and his natural ability to bring the crowd together, to make us all feel like a united group. I love how this video captures Idan's warmth and dedication, always giving 110% percent, and always performing with all his heart.
Some of the time I had concerns about what
I wanted to say and didn't, maybe I never will
In a small window in front of me, she's staring at the streetlights
How during the day they are lonely and how at night they come back to life
And sometimes it also happens to me at nights
To think about all that I wanted to be
And sometimes it's a kind of familiar smile
That helps me to make peace with what is now over
Sometimes when she's just watching the girls
It's so hard for me to hold in the tears
All those in shades of purple and green
Remind me that the good is not far anymore
It is not far anymore...
Some of the time I had clear decisions
That I will begin to be happy, to let go of all that is no more
In a small window in front of me, she's staring at the old city
That I loved to love, and she loved me back
And sometimes it still happens to me at nights
To think about all that I wanted to be
And sometimes it's a kind of familiar smile
That helps me to make peace with what is now over
Sometimes when she's just watching the girls
It's so hard for me to hold in the tears
All those in shades of purple and green
Remind me that the good is not far anymore
It is not far anymore...
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