Read this on galpod.com.
I should be writing this from London, but I'm not. We had planned to return to London by now, but pandemic times are unusual, and wannabe military regimes tend to be fickle. We're working on our options, but for now, we don't know when we can go back home. And that sucks.
We knew this was a risk when we chose to come to Israel. We have seen the government "shut down" the airport. We have seen flights cancelled. To be honest, we thought it would reopen by now. The malls are opened, and some schools (why not all of them is beyond anyone here). We thought that the government was making logical decisions. We really should have known better.
We are lucky enough to have means, and we are lucky enough to be able to spend this time with our family. Some people are stuck outside of Israel because they left for work or personal travels before the lockdown and can't come in now. Some people are stuck here with no flight options, with no family. I'm acutely aware that there are people much worse off than me.
Still, being stuck without knowing when you can go back home sucks. It's hard to write when I don't know what's going to happen. It's impossible to build any kind of routine when we're not sure if we're here for two days or two months (probably not two months). It's impossible to think of anything else for very long. My mind keeps circling back to when are we going back home.
I'm sure it'll work out for the best because I have faith and previous experience shows that usually, these things get worked out. But this is what's on my mind today.
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