Today was a day I will never forget. Wednesday is always Rami Levi day. Left at my usual time and did my usual shopping. With all that’s going on these days i take one of my kids with me so they could look around the parking lot while I packed the car. Today was supposed to be a normal day…..it wasn’t.

I pulled out of the Rami Levi parking lot and my daughter asked me are u scared to go to Rami Levi….I said no. A minute later my life was changed forever.

A woman was crossing from the gas station to the other side. She was carrying many bags all of a sudden from the corner of my eye i see a man with a brown coat running to her and i saw him raise his hand and stab her in the back. I immediately honked my horn and screamed to my daughter it’s happening and we both started screaming hysterically. As soon as i started honking the מחבל ran and i got out of the car and started screaming help help. I ran to the woman who was on the floor. I told her it’s ok – you are going to be ok. She stood up but i saw she was weak. I held her and all of a sudden i saw chayalim running with their guns and the shooting started. I brought the woman to my car and told her to sit. There was blood all over my hand. People were all over. My daughter ran to English Cake and was hysterical – she was surrounded by amazing women who wanted to help. BH my neighbor who is a doctor was in the area he heard me scream and ran to see what was going on.

I needed to go and see if my daughter was ok and i asked my neighbor to stay with the woman while I went to my daughter. I was still hysterical at this point. crying shaking…there were amazing women who helped me and my daughter. Someone called Marty Gardner and he he was by our side immediatly. I was questioned by the shabak, police and the army, It felt unreal. I felt like i was in a movie because how could this ever happen to me. My daughter was in trauma and she was taken to the hospital with Marty. I was still being held for questioning. They told me that the woman was ok and that she was being taken to Shaarei Tzedek. When they told me I could go, my neighbor was kind enough to leave his car in Rami Levi and drive me home to my anxiously awaiting family.

After seeing my family, i went to Shaarei Tzedek to check on my daughter. She is doing ok. I was also able to meet Nirit’s husband, son and other family members. They told me she was recovering from the surgery but doing well. They asked me to tell them the story and they were so thankful that I had been there. At that moment i remembered that at the scene of the pigua one woman kept telling me you are a hero. I don’t feel like one. The real heroes are the people of Israel and the people who fight to defend and protect us. When saying goodbye to them I left them my number so they could let me know how Nirit was doing. A couple of hours ago I received a call from Nirit. She said she was doing well and kept thanking me over and over. What could i say.. your welcome does not cut it in this situation. I just kept telling her over and over that i was glad she was ok.

All i know is that Hashem puts us exactly where we are supposed to be. This is where i was supposed to be with my daughter..it played out exactly the way it was supposed to. Even though i was scared, traumatized and freaked out my Emunah is as strong as ever. I still love my country and would never change it for anything else. Feeling so grateful for all my family who came at a moments notice and all the friends that were there and offered to help. Thank you Hashem for all the greatness around me.