On day 18, and 18 is Chai - life, we also remember the fallen in the battlefields of Israel's survival. It's different here in NY but in Israel the music on the radio is different and the grief more tangible, the silence loud. I think of friends of mine today, the ones now buried, and the many within ripple range mourned always but by all today.
Netzach of Tiferet: eternity of compassion, meets infinite loss. And in this silence there is gratitude, humility, a candle lit in simple statement: the lights in our home of hope are still on.