Sometimes it feels good to cry, to release one’s feelings and give them a place of honor.So, my little boy, my baby, finished his high school studies recently. My little boy, just 18-years-old, will soon be enlisting in the IDF.
Just the other day we were attending his graduation ceremony and I sat there unable to hold back my tears. Tears of joy and pride, but in the end they were mostly tears of sadness. A period in his life was over, but a period in my life had also come to an abrupt end.
All of my children have grown up. There is no one left in the house getting up and ready for school every morning. No more sandwiches to prepare, no more parent-teacher meetings, no more shouting, “Do you have homework?” or “Don’t you have a test that you need to be studying for?”
I might still be able to tell our youngest what I think he should do, but now he...
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