by Sarah Zadok | Oct 10, 2023 | Israel, Personal Narrative
Pictured above: Tamar Kedem Siman Tov; her husband, Yonatan (Johnny); her mother-in-law; two 6-year-old daughters, Shahar and Arbel; and son Omer, aged 4. The entire family was murdered by Hamas terrorists in their home at Kibbutz Nir Oz. I’m used to feeling...
by Sarah Zadok | Oct 9, 2023 | Israel, Personal Narrative
So many of you have reached out with love and concern. Please know we feel your love. It helps. Thank you. I’ll try to continue with a daily update. First. Everyone in our family and our extended family are safe. Thank Gd. There has been some activity on the...
by Sarah Zadok | Oct 8, 2023 | Israel, Personal Narrative
Nothing feels settled. Nothing feels under control. And. We, in our home, are fine. We are safe. Still, there is a palpable terror that buzzes through the fabric of all things unfolding in this land. The birds are still singing, and the Golan’s sky is wide and...
by Sarah Zadok | Sep 25, 2019 | Personal Narrative
It was a big year. 42 was the year I made the decision to leave my job. A dream job in a lot of ways (not so much in other ways). At 42 I made the choice to leave steady employment in order to reconnect with my life outside of work; as much a leap as it was...
by Sarah Zadok | May 4, 2016 | Life Lessons, Personal Narrative
Sirens blared throughout Israel today for National Holocaust Remembrance Day. Its rise is not subtle, no foreplay. Within a second flat, there is no space between my ears for anything else. A flash flood of feelings storm in me with the siren’s ring – it...
by Sarah Zadok | Jul 26, 2015 | Personal Narrative
My son almost got hit by a car tonight. (Breathe Mom, I said almost. He’s fine, I promise). We were leaving a friend’s house after a very sweet shabbat meal. We were a big group; me and 8 kids, it was dark – the tippy-tail end of shabbat- and we were...