The Home Front Command sends alerts.

It tells us how many seconds we have to reach shelter. It reminds us to keep water nearby. It has infographics. It has AUTHORITY.

But that’s not the home front I’ve been thinking about.

I’ve been thinking about us parents.

Not the ones in uniform — the ones in pajama bottoms at 7:13 a.m., staring at a group chat that says school is canceled again.

Especially us parents of special-needs kids.

Because for us, war doesn’t begin with a siren. It begins with a disruption.

Our children do not care about geopolitics. They do not track Supreme Leaders or regional escalation or the difference between a precaution and an emergency.

Tuesday is meant to be school. And Purim in their little costumes.

My son was going to be a pirate School is the Lion King backpack.

The same snack at 10:15 and the same hallway that smells faintly of rainboots and pencil shavings.

When school is canceled, it is not an inconvenience. No: It is structural collapse.

And so the real Home Front Command lives in........

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