(Originally published in The Times of Israel)
I had been reticent to go down south to the sites of the October 7th massacre. Firstly, we live in Israel. We are surrounded by reminders of the deadly day, the pain of the hostages and their families, the daily deaths of our soldiers, the hate that is directed at us.
We know people whose family members and close friends were killed and kidnapped. We have close friends whose sons and daughters and their spouses have been called up for milluim (reserve duty) for months, some in Gaza, some in support roles. The thought of the pain of seeing the sites of the actual massacre seemed over-the-top, unnecessary, just too much to take.
The second reason for my reticence was a feeling that perhaps going to see the killing and torture fields, the kibbutzim and moshavim, the Nova festival site, was an invasion of privacy, a desecration of holy sites. I was afraid of feeling and looking like a gawker, like somebody who stares at a car pile-up.
I saw nothing wrong when others took a different view and chose different behavior. Thousands of volunteers have poured into Israel to help during the difficult months since October 7th.
They have selflessly given their time, their labor, their emotional support, and their money. They have made a difference both materially and emotionally. They and many others, visitors and Israelis alike, have made the trip to the south.
They have paid their respects, lent shoulders for those who needed them, and borne witness. Many of those from abroad are going to go home and report to their families, friends, and communities on what happened there in a way only someone who has been there can.
We were prompted to finally go to the south to donate to and see the “Shuva Junction.” Shuva is a moshav (cooperative community) a few kilometers east of the Gaza border. Immediately after October 7th, three brothers set up a little coffee stand for soldiers going in and out of Gaza at the intersection that leads from the main road into Shuva.
The coffee stand grew into a way station where soldiers can take some R&R, eat, clean up a bit, and collect some snacks and other “extras” that the army does not provide. https://www.jpost.com/israel-news/defense-news/article-769644