"Dear Diary,
It's been a long time I wrote. If you could speak, I'm sure you'd ask me; how is life treating you?
The answer to that question is as tricky as the web of a spider, as deceiving as the cobra's dance, as sweet as a honeycomb.
Too many lies and deception bagged in the many bittersweet episodes. It remained as fleeting as a maze. Life has been kind.
6 months passed and I'm still here. On the same roller coaster heading to a vague destination. My parents are still in Israel, with no positive response from the embassy. Sometimes I worry, other times I try not to think about it.
I hope to see them again but when? Each time Mom breaks down in tears, it breaks a part of me and only increases my fear. Being caught in between two worlds, she battles with starting a new life with he
