No matter how many times I stated the statistics that I was more likely to die in a car accident or from a heart attack or from second hand smoke in Israel than being killed in an exploding bus, they weren’t convinced. Somehow telling them that I was moving to the middle of Jerusalem and not to Gaza was not anymore comforting to them either. I don’t know why though, because by the time I moved to Jerusalem the terror attacks in Jerusalem had dwindled down to only one ever few weeks versus occurring every day.
For the continuation of this post, please visit The Decision – Post 2.
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