I want you to know:
That you can let go of the fear and that it is okay to turn the music up loud and sing.
In fact, do it- sing out loud a song for our soldiers and then sing another
And do a dance or maybe just sit and stare off into space
Or make cookies for the guys on guard duty tonight
Or smile at the cashier even though you waited in line for over an hour…
In times of war every little thing helps.
I want you to know that you can be brave in any way you need
Even if that sometimes means curling up under the blankets
and sobbing until your body shakes and your pillow case is soaked
And even if it means screaming out to G!d until you can barely speak
And then remembering the joy in a cup of tea with honey
And feeling grateful to be able to be grateful about making tea.
Whatever it is you need, or want to do is you doing your part.
Let the rest go and have a dance party as the tears flow and envision your joy radiating into the air
As a sign that even as we mourn we live
We are the guardians of ‘home’
Upholding the truth and beauty that waits for all those who G!d willing will return soon.