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 →Dear reader,
I want to tell you about a road I walked one day with my little brother on our way to the hospital.
Continue reading →Destinies Written Beneath the Rubble
When Hope is Born from the Womb of Tragedy
In Gaza, life does not move according to the familiar laws of time and place ⏳🌍. Here, opposites in a way that stuns minds and bleeds hearts 💔. Calamities do not come singly; rather, they carry within their depths the seeds of delayed joys, and joys themselves can transform in the blink of an eye into sweeping tragedies 🌪️. It is a geographical patch where human destinies are forged from a strange blend of patience, loss, and miracle ✨.
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