Day 192 - April 15, 2024 - Reflections from the Islamic Republic of Iran's attack

It's been less than a day since the Islamic Republic of Iran's direct attack from their soil towards ours.

Apparently I needed some comfort food and so I made myself a burrito for dinner.

My inner Southern Californian is showing. I needed the taste of home, even if this is my home.

Burritos apparently soothe my soul.

Last night, sirens bolted us from our sleep and had us running for the safe room... It was probably one of the scariest moments I've had as a mother. Not knowing what's going to happen.

Deep down, I knew.

I knew we would hear booms from the Iron Dome.

I knew the IAF was in the air protecting us as well.

I knew the reinforced steel of our safe room was secure.

I knew Gd was watching over us.

I knew that the US and UK airforce's were out there too.

But there were things I didn't know (right away)...

I didn't know the amount of UAVs and missiles shot our way.

I didn't even know they were on the way (the news had announced it, but Nickoma and I had gone to bed early).

I didn't know that Jordan would protect their airspace (thus protecting ours as well) and show they honor their peace treaties.

I didn't know that Saudia Arabia also participated in the aerial defence.

I didn't know how badly I would crave a burrito today. My little taste of a place I once (lovingly) called home.

So I'm asked a lot... What now? What's the next step for the Ceasers?

We live.

We pray.

We love.

We try to laugh and play.

We clean and get ready for Passover.

We eat burritos.