Despite my writings about the feelings of those who fall sick in Gaza and found themselves forced to face the fearful slow minutes of what is kept from their lives, I found writing about a metaphorical situation or a case much easier than writing about a

I have passed a very difficult experience in the last few days, tasting the time passing so slow, watching my mother lying helplessly at the hospital in her comma doing nothing but shedding my tears, and saying my supplications was too much for me to endu

Despite the ugly reality of Gaza these days, I love its spring; I used to love it, and always give me a sign of hope that things would be better. Watching the trees blossoming in the spring time, smelling the nice perfumes it sends make me feel better, I

In a moment I believed that all my attempts to compensate my children the scary and unsecured life they have to live in Gaza succeeded, buying them the toys they liked, taking them to places that not many children in the camp can visit, letting them use t