“Hi Sivan, I know you don’t usually publish stories like this, but I feel the need to share.
My name is Avraham Maimon, I’m the brother of Yair Maimon, the hero from Tekoa who killed the terrorist who tried to break into his house yesterday.
Here is another side to the story: Yesterday evening, my mother was sitting in her home in Kiryat Arba, when she began to feel an overwhelming distress in her heart. Although she was tired and exhausted from Shabbat where she hosted all her children, she felt that something big was about to happen.
In a spontaneous decision, she walked down to the Cave of the Patriarchs, the tombs of our fathers and mothers, and began to weep and pray; although she did not know for what.
In those very moments, Yair and his wife decided to go out for tea on the balcony of their house, and you know what happened next.
When I first called my mother to tell her what was going on, she just replied: 'I know something happened. Just tell me everyone is okay'.
There is a hidden world that we do not see: a connection between mother and son; a connection between the Fathers and Mothers of our Nation to us, their children; a connection between Hebron and Gush Etzion; a connection between prayer and reality. May we hear good news.”
