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Living in Israel, a country at war now, puts me into horrible fits of emotional disturbance. All our world is upside down and all things out of place.

Therefore on the second day of war with Hamas, I found myself at my daughter’s house cleaning out her kitchen drawers, immersed in an activity that was very much needed and thankfully dull.

On the third day, I attacked her very cluttered refrigerator, throwing out moldy food, making room for the fresh and new.

On the fourth day I busied myself righting her baskets of vegetables, which not only contained yams and onions, but pieces of kids’ chewing gum.

We are experiencing the human need to ground, to draw strength from a reality where forks and spoons can bask in their proper bins and used chewing gum can be happily relegated to its proper place.