Nov 20, 2012
By Yael Levontin
One mom's war diary
A siren went off in Jerusalem for the second time a few minutes ago. I was outside with my middle child, Nati, at the hospital park. We were in the room all day so I thought some fresh air and sunshine would do him good. He was on the slide when the siren went off.
I ran to grab him and with other patients, nurses, doctors, staff and students, ran to find cover. This time I promised myself no tears! I promised myself be strong. I was, but not strong enough. I am still shaking. I held him, ran to the staircase, and fell to the ground - holding him close to me. Someone brought me some water with Nati scrambling out of my arms to go play. I must have been better this time, since he wasn't scared at all. So I did well I think - under the circumstances that is... I did better.... Maybe next time I won't even shake??!!?? Maybe but probably not.