Late on Friday evening, a mother waited tensely for her son who had promised to meet with her in less than an hour. He had been on the frontline, defending the Gaza Strip against Israel’s ground incursion. She waited. He never made it home.
Earlier in the day, the young man, whose name has not yet been disclosed, found time to contact his mother. It was a very simple ritual most people would take for granted. But for between him and his mother, it worked both ways. He called to make sure she was still alive and that the house was still standing. Israeli air strikes do not discriminate, and despite his physical distance from his family, the Israeli air force shows no qualms in striking the homes of Palestinian fighters, even if the only people in the house are relatives and loved ones.
She made sure to answer. He was her blood. She needed to know that he was safe, or at least that he was alive. He was. [Read more...]