About Debbie

Its been Alexis, Debbie and I for about 5 weeks now. The 3 of us have
created our own little family--even though we are already blood
related.  But anyway, I want to talk about Debbie--and ill try not to
trip over my words.

If you've ever seen a tree before. With its complex dimensions--first
the roots, the sturdy trunk and then the flowing colourful
branches--always providing and giving. That's her. And if plants grew
on Debbie's tree, they'd be sabras--the fruit most Israelis get pinned
for. A little prickly on the outside but soft, bright and delicious on
the inside.

Debbie and I have become an incredible team. Working well and
eloquently together. Just last night while I was laying out the
freshly wet clean dishes, stretching around Debbie in ballet form; she
was on her tip toes in another ballet position reaching over me as she
placed the dishes neatly in the cupboard above. We've got our shit down to a
dance.

We are similar and different in a lot of different ways. But the
differences only make us respect one another more.

Nights after spending the day in the hospital, the two of us would
find solace in painting, sipping delicious wine and talking. Recapping
the days.

I've spent a lot of time listening to Debbie's thoughts, dreams, wishes
and concerns and I'm so deeply humbled that she's shared them with me.

I see how she is with Alexis- strong and honest--literally an advocate
for her baby. Piping up with questions for the doctor eager to be
comforted by their response.

She's a fighter, a non defeatist and confident. Especially confident
with her decision of bring Alexis to Israel-- I think we all owe
Debbie our gratitude--especially me.