Daughter of Milieu and Reuven. She was born on Wednesday, 13.1.1959, in Moshav Elishama, a sister to Dorit, Yitzhak, Geula, Lina, Yosef and Tikva, and was a good student who achieved excellent grades. The elementary school in Kfar Malal, and continued to the Beit Berl high school, where she completed her studies. She was very attached to home and family, loved by her parents and sisters and brother. She stood out in her diligence and helped her father in the family farm: cutting the vegetables, milking cows, washing the cotton fields in the moshav, working in the chicken coop, distributing food to the animals, Aviva was characterized by her wisdom and the special way in which she always loved to help everyone – to the extended family and even to the community. In joy, sadness and in every situation there was for those who needed it. Since childhood she has been a sportswoman, loved music very much and has danced folk dances all her life. In the middle of March 1977, Aviva enlisted in the Nahal Brigade, where she served in Kibbutz Megiddo, where she worked as a full-time agricultural laborer, Aviva was highly respected for her diligence and her great contribution to the kibbutz and kibbutz members adopted her for their home and heart and treated her like a girl. Aviva decided to continue her career as an employee of the Israel Defense Forces in Meretz in Tel Hashomer, and in the winter of 1990 she began her army service in the Medical Corps at Training Base 10 as a logistics counter. She has done well in her service and is remembered as a good friend, a donor and a helper. When she was twenty-six, Aviva married her lover Menashe. Her husband was a caring and loving husband who could appreciate her energetic and good nature. The couple set up their home in Ness Ziona, the birthplace of Menashe. Over the years they had three children: Moran – the eldest, Milli – the second and the youngest son Zion. Aviva was close to nature, interested in biology, science, medicine and medical knowledge, and her eldest daughter, Moran, sent to serve in the army as a medic. She herself completed her studies at Derby University and completed her BA in Business Administration. At the age of forty-five Aviva’s smile was extinguished when she became ill. Since then, and for two and a half years, she has suffered greatly. Her loving family – her husband and children, her parents and her brother – did not leave her bed and stood beside her throughout the difficult period, worrying and supporting her until her last day. On August 15, 2005, the day of the disengagement, the family also separated from their home in Ness Ziona and moved to Kfar Sava. Aviva, who so much wanted to move out of the army when she was discharged from the army, was forced to move quickly to be close to her birthplace and her family, and Aviva’s illness overwhelmed her on August 31, 2006, leaving her loved ones with a sense of pain and missed opportunity. She was forty-seven and a half when she died. She was laid to rest in the military section of the cemetery at her birthplace, Elishama. Survived by a husband, two daughters and a son, parents, four sisters and two brothers. The words of the verse that she loved so much from the Psalms were inscribed on her grave: “Song to Maalot I will lift my eyes to the mountains, where will my help come from? God will make heaven and earth.” Her husband, Menashe, eulogized her: “A loving and caring wife and mother, an exemplary housewife, has no other example, her hand in everything and everything in her, and all her life she has worked hard to achieve her goal and when she reached the well she could not drink from her. In the blood and in her soul, ‘poisoned’ to the army … The desire to get to her son’s bar mitzvah was intense and she came to him, parting with us prematurely, leaving us gaping – why did this happen to her? ” “One day I will also want to see her as a clean animal, and breathe calmly. She will want to see me happy. Nothing will help to change the size of the light. Hope is already dead.”Everything that is dead is stuck in the dark corner A bad picture is in the home of the one who is sick every day sitting and angry because how long can not go Mother, I will always remember you in the beautiful moments you had before the disease, when you were happy and always showed that you love them all. For me you are the best mother in the world, no matter what. You were not, you’re still, you’re always with me in heart and soul. I will conclude with a verse from “Song to Ma’alot” that my mother loved “A song for virtues I will lift my eyes to the mountains, where will my help come from.” Her sister Lina added: “May her name be bound up with the bundle of life with all the righteous, and her rest in heaven will be.” Amen. Aviva’s husband is working on preparing material in her memory that will be published on the website of the Logistics Corps.
