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I recall doing a similar type post after September 11, 2001: how I was living in LA, working by LAX, how I missed the news until I was already on my way to H’s school, how I noticed something amiss in the group of mothers gathering outside the gate but not going in, how I
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Well, that last post aged like milk. All the nightly prep work and my ready-set-go posturing seemed rather premature, eh, because guess what?! Tuesday evening’s ‘ballistic missile’ love letter from Iran kinda blew any composure I might have had out the window … and btw, why does every saying seem so on the nose? “Blew”
Living in Translation: The Israel Edition: An expat's take on culture, chaos, and confusion 