Oron Beilin

About

Oron Beilin z”l
The only son of Rina and Moshe, Oron grew up in Tel Aviv and graduated from the Herzliya Hebrew Gymnasium.
In recent years he lived in Ramat Gan with his mother and grandmother.
He was murdered at the age of 24 while attending the Nova music festival.

:Rina, Oron’s mother
Oron, you will forever remain my light and my eternal love.
You left, and the world became dimmer for everyone — and for me, almost dark.
I want to hold you, my handsome boy, my beloved.
Thank you for being born to me. Thank you for 24 wonderful, joyful years.

Since the day you were born, I thanked God every single day for giving me such an amazing son — always smiling, funny, intelligent, kind, humble, handsome, athletic, a magician, a basketball player, and gentle in your ways.
You loved doing flips, tricks, and jumps.
You excelled in your studies — even in your preparatory course you earned a perfect score of 100.

It was my privilege to be your mother. You were such a special child, always eager to help everyone. You loved your Grandma Esther’s cooking so much.
My life will never be the same. I will be sad for a long time, because it cannot be otherwise.

My only comfort is your last words to me from the party, under the horror of that morning — “Don’t worry.” And so, I try not to worry. I believe you are now in a safe and peaceful place, somewhere in heaven. Even then, you didn’t want me to worry, and told me you were in south Tel Aviv, not revealing that you had gone to that cursed party. Even at 11 a.m., under fire, you sent me a message — “Don’t worry.” You must have thought you were hiding in a safe place. At least you did not suffer. You returned to me whole, with a peaceful body and a serene face.

I promise I will laugh every time I remember you, how funny you always were. A sweet impersonator, always smiling and kind-hearted.
Forever you will live in my heart, until we meet again. I will always be by your side.
Rest in peace in heaven.
We love you endlessly.
We will never forget, we will never forgive.
Everyone loves you.

When you were born, you gave me the strength to go on living. Even through my difficult divorce, I found comfort in you, your smile, and the amazing child you were. You were truly a living legend in everything you did. Every mother would want a son like you — talented, accomplished, simply perfect.
I will miss you deeply until the day I join you.

Rest on your throne, my brave son, the hero of his mother. You are closest to your Father in heaven.
Since your Bar Mitzvah you always laid tefillin.

The day I buried you was supposed to be the day you started your degree in Electrical and Electronics Engineering at Afeka College. There, they created a memorial corner in your honor.

:Lior , Oron’s partner
The highlights of Oron’s week were playing basketball, training at the gym, spending time at the beach, and being with his loved ones.

Oron was an exceptionally intelligent young man who strove for excellence in everything he did.
Last year he took a mathematics course to prepare for his Electrical Engineering studies, which he was scheduled to begin at Afeka. He also completed a physics preparatory course, which he passed with great success, earning a grade of 100.
After his military service, he received from the army and the “Profession for Life” organization a practical electricity course, which he also completed with outstanding results.

Oron loved to be on the move, never to rest. He loved to feel alive.
He took his speaker with him everywhere and listened to music whenever possible. He admired Eminem and Travis Scott, but also listened to The Beatles, Bob Marley, and many other genres.
Oron would enter and leave every place with a smile and a modesty unlike any other.

He was unique and one of a kind — funny, joyful, and bringing happiness to everyone he met. He loved to love life and to love people exactly as they were. He learned to face challenges and to turn them into strength, always seeking meaning in life.

Oron idolized Michael Jordan, and every NBA season he would wake up at dawn to watch the games live.
He always made sure that his loved ones would not worry about him. He cherished his independence and maturity. He was raised with values of courtesy and love of humanity. He grew into the best person he could possibly be — giving of himself, sensitive, patient, and empathetic.

Oron began his military service in the Kirya base, and after a year transferred to the Ramat Gan personnel base — where I served as well. That is where we met, in June 2018. A month and a half later, we went on our first date, and from that moment we were together.

Over five years, Oron and I grew up together, experiencing countless moments, both difficult and joyous. We learned the meaning of true love. Early in our relationship we decided that every three months we would take a trip together — even just for a day. And we did. We traveled across Israel and abroad, enjoying every special moment together.

We shared over five years of an amazing relationship and a deep, loving friendship. Our communication grew stronger with every year. He was my confidant in everything, and I was his. We went through everything together — the hardest challenges and the best moments of our lives.

We always believed our bond was unbreakable. We faced every obstacle and overcame it. We dreamed of our future — a simple proposal in Austria, how our children would look, where we would raise them, and the vacations we would take with them.

With Oron I always felt whole, complete, and at peace. He balanced and grounded me in everything. After so long together, we had truly become one soul. He took with him so many parts of me. He will forever remain my light, my love.

Our last conversation was that Saturday morning, at 9:30. I asked if he had gone to a party in Tel Aviv, and he said yes, without telling me he was actually at Re’im. I told him to take care of himself. He replied with the same words. Those were our last words to one another.

Oroni will forever remain my partner, though death has separated us and he left this world far too soon. I will forever carry sorrow and grief for the life we longed for but did not get to live. I hope one day we will meet and reunite. Until then, I promised him I will continue from where he left off, and live life for him and for me.