Too many close calls the past two days. I fear the shelling will only get worse as these might be days before a looming ceasefire.
Oddly enough, yesterday and today, hearing the sirens and the blasts and the crashes and the direct hits just around the corner from me, made me calmer. It's the in-between periods that get to me and make me all stressed out. With the waiting. Always expecting the next one. Always hearing the sirens and explosions in your head.
I went south to stay with a cousin. I have several reasons other than being really scared. When I arrived and heard of two more strikes on my hometown after I had left, I finally cracked and cried. For the first time since I arrived to Israel almost three weeks ago. It's difficult to be away from my family during these times.
All my family is still there.