Not a single day has passed since October 7 that I have not cried. Images of the women being tortured and raped recurred in my mind so often that I would have to find a quiet spot in a store to openly cry. Now I only cry at home, at night. I cry and I pray.
One night in November, I cried almost all night. I could not get the images out of my head, and I did not try to. I will not forget them.
Bring every single one home.
Eight sentences. Not bad.
Every day since October 7th has been October 7th for me. And, the fact that Israel is facing genocide charges after that horror fills me with anger and sadness.
I share your feelings, April. I continue to pray, and stand with Israel. The world is slowly waking up.