4 carry-on laptops
1 over sized Bear that Oren won in Circus Circus in Vegas
1 long crowded security line
1 black cat, with no tail and 6 fingers, in an overpriced carry on
1 small (but loud) dog in a matching carry on
2 excited girls that are going to see their grandparents and cousins in approximately 16 hours
2 exhausted parents that are ready to take a long long nap, but know it is only a wishful thinking.
That was exactly a year ago, on Israel’s 61st Independence Day. The day we moved back to Israel after living in the US for many (many) years. It is very symbolic to move back on Independence Day, I know, but I will let you on a little secret – (whispering) El Al had some amazing fairs on that day, which we couldn’t refuse.
I can go on and on about the good and bad of living in Israel. I actually have, but I deleted it all. The bottom line is that it doesn’t matter. I am here and so is my family - this is my home, and I feel good here (most of the times).
So now when we have a cake for Israel on her birthday (along lost tradition from my grandmother) the candles count our years of living here, and so far it is 1, many more to come (atleast 15 more)….
So here is Lechaim to Israel, and to us, and to you my dearest family, friends and readers, may this be a year of peace.