Meeting the Knesset Member and Mom
Yesterday I traveled almost 2 hours on a bumpy bus along winding back roads to a place Israelis would call “The End of the World, and then Turn Left.” That’s where my daughter’s high school is, and when I finally got off the bus, and asked a group of soldiers by the bus stop where the high school is, one pointed with an incongruously encouraging smile towards a dark path leading up a hill.
So I walked up the dark path and then a while around a dark road, until I found the high school which was booming with other parents who had also made the shlep for last night’s parent teacher meetings. But when I looked at the list of teachers on the office door, it said my daughter’s teacher was not inside the school building, but rather in caravan 3.
A helpful student selling treats to raise money for the senior trip pointed me out the door of the high school, back (also smiling) into the darkness, back down another dark path. And there I found it, the caravan which is my daughter’s classroom, with a single chair set up for waiting parents. So I sat on it and pulled out my book and shivered in the dark night broken by only by a flourescent lightbulb above the caravan’s door.
And then, a woman and her daughter appeared. The mother looked familiar to me…Could it be? Naaah…That would be, like, too random. But then I heard the mother talking about her drive up from her home in a certain city, and I realized it WAS, it was HER.
This woman standing next to me had been a Knesset member for several years, and now she had joined me in the shivering darkness by Caravan 3.
Which got me thinking about her and her and her life’s journey, which I have heard a bit about.
As the mother of a large family, for many years she had been an idealistic stay-at-home mom, caring for her growing family and home. And as her children grew, she began volunteering for various causes in her community on the side.
And then, for several years, after most of her children were already out of the house, she spent her days in the Knesset, one of the most powerful policy-makers in the country.
And now she is back at home, miles away from the headlines, as she was for so many years before her sudden rise to the halls of power.
There was a very long wait, and so I had a very long time to see this mother and the caring, warm, devoted way she interacted with her daughter.
And I thought how for many years this woman stayed home raising her children, because she believed with all her heart that at that time, that was how she was going to serve Am Yisrael. That was what Hashem wanted from her.
And then she went to the Knesset, because at that time, that was how she was going to serve Am Yisrael. That was what Hashem wanted from her.
And now she is back home again.
In the eyes of the world, she has fallen from power, fallen from success.
But in her own eyes?
Throughout the years, in her home, and at the Knesset. In the spotlight, and far from it.
She knows that in her eyes, in Hashem’s eyes, she has always been doing the most important thing of all.