All roads lead to Rome: "To enter Haifa from this direction, to enter home." / Lily Milat grabs a shelf

It was a beautiful day Hod Hasharon last Sunday. The coffee they prepared for me, even though they were already about to close, bHome The coffee is earthy and motherly, it was delicious and I went to visit a new bookstore that opened in the Moshav square. As I wound my way down Magdiel to the depths of the town, an alarm sounded. The cars that stopped and the people who ran made it clear to me that my ears were not deceiving me.

I joined the flight to a booth Shawarma in the square, somewhat ironic, because the vegetarian that I am, would not stop there to eat. At the shawarma stand I found shelter and different good people who gathered together for them in times of fear. There is a moment of such waiting, that you are a cautious optimist, maybe it is a false alarm. The moment passed and the echo of the explosion that was heard brought me back to Haifa, the summer of 2006, I am with my first born and she is not yet a year old running to the shelter on Margalit Street, waiting, hearing a fall, leaving.

One of the falls then landed in the parking lot of my parents' house. Meanwhile at Hod Hasharon, I deepened my acquaintance with the shawarma stand and we huddled in their kitchen. Another shaking explosion, and I hug someone who is also staying for a moment at the place. Call my eldest, now she is a soldier. she is OK. Phone to mom. I'm fine. All I wanted at that moment was, again ironically, to be in Haifa, a place that carries the trauma but also houses the healer - my childhood city, my family, my friends.

"We are all from Haifa"

Haifa people always connect somehow, or as someone I knew earlier in Ramat Hasharon told me, 'we are all from Haifa'. And here, the good man who works at the shawarma stand, who calmed me down when he saw the tears welling up, also lives in Haifa. I traveled I called my number one in times of need, my dear brother, who always answers me and left the yeshiva to be for his sister.

I'm already on the coastal road, a universe on the right, I'm crying. Calling the next destination, the man. I want to call my little one but I don't want to worry her for nothing. There is such a moment, between Atlit and towards the southern entrance to Haifa, that the sea becomes (in my eyes) bluer and more relaxing. I like entering Haifa from this direction, entering the house. 

All roads lead to Rome / Sarah Adams

During the trip I realized something important. I'm not alone. Even when I am in a good place Hod Hasharon, there are people on the way who will be with me and I will be with them, even if it is for that moment. And I'm not alone even for more than a moment because there are people who will leave everything and be there for me when I need them. So I'm not lonely, like Amelia, the heroine of the book All roads lead to Rome By Sarah Adams, with whom I spent last Saturday. The recreation was short because on Shabbat evening and lunch break the next day I finished the reading. 

Those who have been following me here for the past year already know and know about my great love for the icon Audrey Hepburn. She is even the nickname of a book heroine, Daughter number four. I blame my parents' house, which captivated me with the magic of those movies and we are still devout viewers. Vacation in Rome It is a film that managed to connect many of us and even reached three generations of viewers.

One of the times that my family came to visit the kibbutz, we showed the movie on the big screen, my father, my brother, myself and my younger sister sat down to watch Princess Anne and Joe Bradley fall in love in Rome in 1953. This movie andCasablanca, are the only movies I really don't like the ending of and I will still watch them over and over again. Thus, last summer I went with the girls on vacation in Rome, before the expected conscription. The young woman visited Sergio, the wonderful barber, who marveled at recreating Audrey Hepburn's haircut. Of course, we photographed her on the Spanish Steps accordingly. Don't know what I'm talking about? Look for the movie, who knows, maybe you too will be caught by the good bug.

So Amelia Rae Rose, the heroine of a book by Sarah Addams, loves Audrey at least as much as I do. She is a rising star, surrounded by fans and bodyguards and feels... lonely. She 'turns to the advice' of her icon and pulls out the film Vacation in Rome.

In a spontaneous act she goes to a small town called Rome, which is in Kentucky. There her ancient vehicle is bringing life to Noah's yard. The book All Roads Lead to Rome is a romantic comedy. All the good ingredients that will take you with cute humor to the life after the war, to the days when he and she and love. and"Here they come, days of silence. We have already forgotten what they look like." (from 'Yimim Shekht', Jordan Bar Kochba). You have to make an effort, I know, but I also know they are coming. they must

A quote from Noah's thoughts:

This is not falling in love. Not even passion. It's the worst feeling of all...worry.
Worry is dangerous because it is not equipped with a seat belt like selfish feelings are. Worrying has a lot to lose, and it almost always ends in a broken heart.

Regarding the question whether remains or is released In my private library, all the reasons lead to the book remaining. He made my heart feel good on the days it hurts, he deserves to get a shelf.

Book details: 

All Roads Lead to Rome by Sarah Adams, Meshachel Publishing (Yediot Books), 2023.

Pleasant reading and may good words be by your side always,
Lily