In the
dictionary it is written that Yuval means a river stream.
A place
where flow is a matter of course.
There
are days when the water is strong and it foams.
It flows
with strength and pride. On other days the
Flow is
quieter, fainter but always full of vitality.
In you,
Yuval, we can see many facets of water.
Your
ruddy cheeks which demand a friendly pinch.;
Your
eyes burning with fire, laughing widely.
In
contrast to that natural turbulence
Was the
calm and patience of a true leader.
You were
a magnet to your friends who came
For
encouragement and advice and to partake
Of your
love of life
That
your wise leadership caused you to share.
The
youthfulness throbbing in you manifested itself in
“Human
errors” such as high-calorie pizza, Marlboro
Cigarettes,
a bubbling glass of coke and riding
Your
motorbike.
It’s
strange –its just the motorbike that disturbed our
Peace of
mind. The fact that in the military you were apparently safe –
during
the last year we didn’t worry about you.
Maturity
and wisdom showed themselves in your
Relationship
with Klila. You spoke about marriage
As
though you wanted to do everything quickly
And
early before…
You were
a wonderful son, the object of our pride
And joy.
A
wonderful brother and exemplary uncle.
Maybe it
is accidental - and maybe not - that the
Alphabet
letters making up your name signify
Revival,
birth and vibrant life.
The same
letters also carry the year in which you were taken away
From us.
The 50th
anniversary of the birth of Israel.
Dear
Yuval, you are flowing somewhere else now,
Surely
the angels surround you are as numerous as the
Freckles
on your face, and they all gaze upon you
With
adoration;
They all
hold a pizza in their wings, puff on a heavenly
Marlboro,
sip Coca-Cola and roll around in hearty laughter.
Fly away
little bird, and watch over us because without you we
Feel too
grown up.
Mummy