Looks like I picked a good day to go to Safed

Before my trip to Safed: rockets.

My trip to Safed: no rockets.

The day after my trip to Safed: rockets.

Wo.

This is not so good in terms of writing a colorful story, but it is very good in terms of my mental health and gratitude to God.

I'm thinking about that family I visited in their bomb shelter. Those four walls are all they see, day in and day out.

I wonder whether that teenage girl has finished the embroidery project she got from one of my readers.