Ich liebe dich
We were watching her shoot and shout out orders. She was so amazing we were so proud she was our mother. We wanted to help so we fetched her more ammo before she ran out. We were very little, she looked happy surprised briefly, then held and me and kissed my cheek and said she loved us before turning and reloading and firing. We were so happy and so glad we could be of some help to her and not just a source of worry. We felt so safe despite of all the noise of gunfire, explosions, the shouting and war smells or probably because of all the war noise and smells.
Its why we put "wish you were here" on our Spotify list. It makes us think of our mother. Where Pink Floyd her or surely her mother's or her mother's mother's Radiohead, her DJs, her R&B, her Oasis?
We don't think it was Hebrew she mostly talked to us in. It was German but we can remember the accent. Guess talking Hebrew to me would be as painful to her as it would be for me to talk in German to Pablo. Painful and prohibited.
But we hear and feel our toddler mouth repeating it and feel her arms around us. The words becoming more clearer every time we tried to say it back. Saying it first sometimes because of the response we got from her.
Ich liebe dich.
The "dich" was the hardest to get right.
Wish the wine was already here. It's on it's way without us having to go fetch it. We are glad of that but not for the shock we get when our phone tinged to let us know. Pizza and salad to. She would hate us not eating regularly enough or surviving on empty calories.
Its why we put "wish you were here" on our Spotify list. It makes us think of our mother. Where Pink Floyd her or surely her mother's or her mother's mother's Radiohead, her DJs, her R&B, her Oasis?
We don't think it was Hebrew she mostly talked to us in. It was German but we can remember the accent. Guess talking Hebrew to me would be as painful to her as it would be for me to talk in German to Pablo. Painful and prohibited.
But we hear and feel our toddler mouth repeating it and feel her arms around us. The words becoming more clearer every time we tried to say it back. Saying it first sometimes because of the response we got from her.
Ich liebe dich.
The "dich" was the hardest to get right.
Wish the wine was already here. It's on it's way without us having to go fetch it. We are glad of that but not for the shock we get when our phone tinged to let us know. Pizza and salad to. She would hate us not eating regularly enough or surviving on empty calories.
