The City of Tents 🏕️💔
What does it mean to see the city where you were born and raised, then return to it and realize that it is no longer the city you knew?
There may be no complete answer to that question.
Continue reading →A Gift for My Friends in Their Final Resting Place 🥀🕊️
I missed my friends today… with a longing that aches deep inside my heart. 💔
I kept wondering: What could I possibly give to the girls who had been beside me since childhood? What could I place in their hands, when their hands are gone forever? 😢
Continue reading →The fruits we see
but cannot eat

Gaza... Where Life and Death Walk the Same Street 🕊️💔
There are places in the world where beginnings and endings remain distinct—where birth is separated from funerals, joy from grief, life from death.
But Gaza has long since transcended these boundaries.
Continue reading →A Survivor’s Diary: The Day I Saw My Future Turn Into a Shelter 🕊️
Dear reader,
I want to tell you about a road I walked one day with my little brother on our way to the hospital.
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