In my opinion, relationship means understanding, and being there when you need someone and someone needs you.

My relationship with my mother always went smoothly, maybe because since I remember myself, I've been independent and almost never needed somebody's advice. I never cried and never complained.

But this experience taught me, that sometimes everyone need somebody to help, support and give some good advice.

My family lives in Israel. In this country everyone, no meter boy or girl must go to the army. Girls have to serve for two years and boys for three years.

It was just a couple of months after I finished high school, I was 18, and I got letter which said, that I have to be on specific date in specific place to start my military service.

I wasn't really scared; my mom was scared much more than I was.

After a millions of "goodbyes", kisses and tears my parents took me to my collective point.

My mother was crying, she couldn't believe I have to go to the army, my father tried to smile, but I could see that it hard for him too.

My mom told me, " If you need something, or if you just need to talk, call me".

And with this advice in my head I returned to my tent and I finished this very first and hard month of my service.

After a got my permanent place and I knew where I'm going to be and what I'm going to do, my military service was just one big fun!

Next, they sent us to get our uniform. This first uniform we wore for one month only, while we were in the process to become a solder from civilian, so nobody really cared to give us our exact size. At the moment I got XL size jacket, two pares of Large size pants and two Medium size shirts. I looked like a big fat bear!

After this, they sent us to our first base, where we had to learn what is like, to be solders.

In this collective point were four scary officers, who immediately sad to us, that we can't yet consider ourselves solders, but also we are already not civilians. So we were somewhere in the middle, and believe me, you don't want to be in the middle.

I didn't want to! I cried to my mom, I felt that I just couldn't do it.

And then continuing studies until dinner at 6:30. For lunch and dinner we got twenty minutes to finish our meals. Next, we worked out for an hour, had our free time to call home, take a shower and at 9:00 we had to be in the bed.

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