i am heartbroken that my family has lost two glimmering souls in perfect health to such an immoral act of terror funded by israel & the united states. i hurt knowing we’ll never share another meal together, i am furious that my cousins can’t call either of their parents, and it absolutely shatters me knowing my father can’t hug his big brother again in this life.
if you know me at all, you know that nothing matters more to me than my family. but my family members are no less and no more important than every other person that has been killed in this ongoing genocide the past 3 years.
let my family be the bridge for you to see what a war that may not directly affect you actually does to innocent people just like you. politicians and media outlets should not be able to divide us and strip us of our humanity this easily. we are smarter than this. our human hearts have more power than any amount of money, land, or oil in this world.
there are only two experiences promised to all of us in this life: love and grief. neither can exist without the other, and neither spare even one person on this planet. when you realize it’s that simple, you realize empathy is not a complicated concept at all.
please don’t stop talking about lebanon.
please don’t stop talking about my family.
rest in eternal peace, amo moni & auntie khatoun 🇱🇧🕊️
