What a coincidence that St. Lucy’s Day, the shortest day of the year, is the same day as the first candle of Hannukah. It’s the day that really needs light.
And boy, do we need light. The rockets are falling on Sderot and can now get to Beersheva, Ashdod, etc.. and every alternative is bad.
On the other hand I find myself the funniest I’ve been in a long time. Take for instance as the vet was delicately cutting out the stitches from Shusha’s back as I am holding on to her. “Will she be able to wear a bikini?” I ask him and he started shaking. “She could do better than that – she can go nude,” he said, and pulled the last stitch out.
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