My grandmother ran out of Poland towards Russia with only the summer clothes she was wearing and spent the...... Source: Dry eyes
It’s haunting …the way it rises up ...and soars over my head …over my land …piercing my heart …year after year after year …ending with an echo …ringing through my mind …all day long …and into the night …where I find myself …at a loss for words.
Just don’t become a Zionist. He said it with a slight measure of concern. My husband and I laughed about it. We know they’re afraid we’ve completely lost it…we know they don’t like the path we’re on. Were he comes from the word ‘Zionist’ is dirty. It means cutting off peyot and slipping pork into … Continue reading So Your Son Married a Zionist
The siren's wail is piercing through the land, interrupting my brooding thoughts. I am in middle of watching a powerful man take great credit for something he only authorized to do. I am irritated by him and his meaningless words. He has overshadowed the intensity of this moment. I read on, the descriptions of how … Continue reading And Onward We Go