The day the bubble burst

In Tel Aviv we did all we can to live a normal life. In Israel it is known as the "bubble", if you manage to get inside it you forget about the middle east and the suicidal maniacs that try to kill you. I like this illusion, because it keeps the terrorists out.

48 hours ago, on Friday night many Israelis got a phone call with a *code 8 order* from their army unit, drafting them immediately. Our friend, Irit, was celebrating her birthday when her husband, Eran, got the call. He left the party and went home packing.

Earlier today, rocket attacks killed 12 people, all army reserve, just like our friend Eran. We are out to war and the bubble is gone. May it be swift and decisive.