My heart is held hostage\\הלב שלי שבוי

Two years ago, on October 7,2023 our life has changed.
Since then i haven't found words to describe the pain. My childhood friend, Matan Zangauker has been brutally kidnapped into the gaza strip, and still is being held hostage in the terror tunnels of Hamas. Although we haven't been in contact for many years, i think of him every second of the day. When i wake up in the morning and think of him i start crying, at random times and whenever there are happy or sad moments i wish he could have been here with us. I will never give up on any of the hostages. I have faith in trust in my people that they will return home right now. I wish i could protect them from evil, i wish i could feel whole again. But until they return, my heart is being held hostage with them and i will never stop fighting until each and every one of the hostage returns back home, to the land of israel, to the loving hands of their families and close one. If you could share this, it would mean the world to me.
שנזכה לבשורות טובות ולישועות,
החזרת החטופים הביתה צריכה להיות בראש סדר העדיפויות, בלי אם בלי אבל ובלי אולי. אין מטרה קדושה ונעלה יותר מזו לעם ישראל כרגע.
שנזכה לראות את משפחות החטופים מתאחדות עם יקיריהם ובימים כתיקונם גם נזכה לעתיד יותר טוב לילדנו ולדור ההמשך, לאחדות שלמה ואמיתית ללא קרע באם ולאהבת חינם.
אוהבת את העם שלי משורש הנשמה ♥