11_12_2024 Today is the anniversary of my beloved father's martyrdom a year ago. What a painful memory, my father?! It passes through my heart with great heaviness, for the heart is exhausted with sorrow One of the greatest tragedies of this bloody war is that we are now marking the anniversary of the loss of our families and loved ones, while we are still in the midst of this holocaust! A year since your loss, my beloved father; a year in which the killing and slaughter of Gaza has not stopped, from vein to vein; north and south, all of it is being exterminated in all ways and forms! This year is like the situation of thousands of lost people, We did not hold a funeral, and the occupation did not give us time to build a grave for our loved ones. Rather, it did not even give us a chance to grieve for those we lost!

Our loss has not stopped; it is renewed every day in the life of this war. A sadness that multiplies, the mountains are afraid to contain it, while we hold it in our chests like burning coals and continue to carry the trust to be the voice of truth, no matter how brutal and barbaric the occupier is.

A year, my father, and the fire of longing in my heart for your radiant face and the smile of contentment that appears on your face. Peace be upon you, my father. May God bless your soul and make Paradise your abode.