“We are a very, very close family. I liken it to a vase that has crashed into pieces on the floor, and you don’t know how to pick it up. You try to pick up piece by piece. We are motivated to pick up the pieces and build something new, but it is clear to us that we will not return to what was before. Life will continue alongside the painful knowledge that we have lost a child so dear to us. After all, I come from the high-tech world, where you know what product you want to reach and then go backward to achieve it. My wife Hila told us this week: ‘I don’t know how we will get there, but we will be a happy family. We will travel, laugh, dance, but it will always be with the knowledge of what we have lost.’ We want to be a happy family again and build a new life. The question now is how to put the pieces of this small family together and get there.”
Izhar Shay says the things in a measured, restrained tone. Yes, there is a goal, there is a mission. And surrounding him is a pain for which there are no words. This is felt in a conversation with Shay, a well-known entrepreneur and investor in the high-tech world and former Minister of Science, two weeks after he buried his son Yaron (nicknamed Noni), a sergeant in the Nahal Brigade. It’s felt at home, at every moment, in the faces of the family members and friends with him,…