Shower of reality

This morning began like any other day. When my husband left for work I got into the shower. Halfway through my shower I hear what sounded like a loud siren. I listened more closely and realized it was an air raid siren. My heart stopped. What do I do? REALLY bad timing!! I think I know where the bomb shelter is. Grab the dog, the passports and run! I managed the fastest towel wrap ever and ran as carefully as I could to call my husband. With the siren still blaring in the background I yelled "What is that?!" Nonchalantly he says "Oh yeah, the military's doing a drill, don't worry about it." I'm standing there dripping and shaking and he's telling me not to worry about it? He couldn't tell me there was going to be a drill this morning because....? As I finished my shower, the reality of living in Israel reared its ugly head. I thought about the people of Sderot and Ashkelon. They deal with air raid sirens everyday. For them it's not just a drill. it's their reality.