An Honest Thought...
what is strange about the last 5 years, is that i have not mentioned Jerusalem, the city of David. i have so much to say, and feel so much at its very mention, that i do not know where to begin. i have never felt more at home or like i belong, then when i am walking inside the walls of the old city.
i have always felt a very strong connection to my name, David. i have carried it with pride as a connection to history to Israel and the Jewish people. and as i write this, it has dawned on me, perhpaps it is because of this that i feel so connected to David's ancient city. a step back in time, i can see life as it was then, as if it is a memory, not my imagination. i believe this memory is real and feel fortunate to have this connection. when i walk through the gates of the old city, i feel as if i have been there before and i often wonder who was with me. perhaps one day someone will invent a way to travel back in time and if they do, i hope they will stop here first, to take me back home.
i love all my memories and i will never forget you my city.