grief Was Orange Today -26.2.25
It was as if we had controlled ourselves throughout these terrible times. But today the thought of the lively red-headed children, the devoted mother being laid into the ground – after such hope, such certainty that no one would harm such a perfect family. it was too much, too overwhelming. The flags were changed from blue and white to orange and white in sympathy.
I was left without words. What right do I have to write an elegy about people I have not met. And yet, they seem to be inside me – their love, their sympathy, their vulnerability. And something in all of us was lost.
Your diary entry today reminds me that this is why Israel needs you more than ever.
You teach those around you (actually from afar, too!) that we are all connected, and even so-called strangers are a part of us. Please keep your democracy deep within your heart for all of us. The departed hostages would want that.
Here, things are becoming more and more the opposite. By way of political (fast becoming very personal) tyranny…we are being pitted against each other in the most deplorable and ugly ways – the super wealthy and Orange Agent against the common man. Even the ground we walk on is crying out because of the injustices of this orange fire and hatred.
The hearts of many of us are so broken over the demise of our country…and the lack of care and concern for the struggles of the ‘average’ American. I pray for the judicial systems of the states to speak up, resist and boycott. This Friday, hopefully the whole country will protest by not buying a D*** thing. Dreaming on ~ if everyone here could keep Shabbat for one day….