By: Deanna Linder Twelve years ago I met Assaf, outside of the discotheque in Club Med in Eilat, while vacationing in Israel. It was one of those chance meetings that change your life in a drastic way. Incidentally though, along with meeting my soul mate, I also received a “soul-brother”. I just made up the term so I will elaborate. Yonatan was then 8 years old. I was 18. Exactly 10 years apart (to the day). I barely spoke Hebrew and he barely spoke English, but we understood each other. We bonded over our shared love for soccer, watching the same movies repeatedly, fresh squeezed juices, hanging by the pool, etc. We hung out for days on end (Assaf was in the army) simply enjoying each other’s company, and learning a different language (him English, me Hebrew).  At that time I was still living in the states and would come visit often. Every time I would leave, he would prepare for me a “flight-package”- a collection of crossword puzzles (he made himself), drawings, old photos... 
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