After experiencing so much preparation, hard work, stress, bureaucracy, joy, spirituality, and love, today is one of mixed emotions for me. It is a day to
remember joy but which also leaves me asking the question what if? I don’t
think that either one of those feelings will ever go away especially on this
day, our Aliyah Anniversary.
Two
years ago our Nefesh b’Nefesh charter flight landed with a roar of cheers and tears
rolling up and down the aisle. As we finally came to a rest, there was a mix of
both vocal anticipation and stunned silence. It was time for us new Israelis to
return our feet to the home land.
We
were overwhelmed by the joyous noise that flooded this old terminal at Ben Gurion Airport in Tel Aviv. So many people were there to greet all of us… some
of them didn’t even know anyone on the flight they just wanted to support us. I
can’t even remember the walk from the plane to the reception as the mix of no
sleep (on the 10 hour flight) and excitement has hazed my memory.
I will always consider that moment to be one of the greatest of my life but sometimes a journey can start off great and, not be the right path. This is what we faced during our time in Israel. Our Aliyah adventure came to an abrupt end as Hashem led us back home to our family. I may be disappointed by the outcome but I will never regret the choice we made to try.
It
is a day that I hope is being celebrated throughout the beautiful land of
Israel by many of our fellow olim from that flight. I wish everyone nothing but
the best and I pray that your dreams surround you throughout your lives. I also encourage anyone thinking about making Aliyah to pursue it with everything you have and every essence of your being. I guarantee that it is something that you
will never regret regardless of the final outcome.
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