'Abba, the most important thing is I'm alive - I wasn't near that bus'

I found a voice mail on my cell phone this morning from 3:30 yesterday afternoon. It was from my 11.5 year old son, who was on a bus going through town when the bomb went off yesterday. As I wrote at the time in the Liveblog, my son said that his bus had been diverted to Givat Shaul (a nearby neighborhood), but in the message he said that he did not know how to get where he needed to go. But we