Monday, February 21, 2005
I went to the kibbutz to see Johnny this afternoon. How ironic that the day was so sunny and warm, the kibbutz was so lush and quiet: the sadness wanted dark skies, rain, and wailing. She is staying with a lovely family she knew from before, a few houses down from Uzi's. They are taking good care of her. We sat on the swings in the nearby playground and just talked and talked, until some small children came out (with their mothers) and displaced us. Then we strolled around a little bit more, and hugged and hugged goodbye. The afternoon passed so quickly for me, but I think time is pretty heavy for Johnny just now.