Love is our Land
After leaving my house for 10 months to seek immigration in Germany, now I passed the borders with Jordan to come return back to Palestine. I never expected to be so much lucky with the people around me to find a cousin waiting me with his private car to take me back to Dura so I don't need to get more suffering travelling with my bags in the taxis and buses. The cousin insisted that I rest in that small and the simple canteen in the bus station in Jericho and to drink with him a cup of coffee. I started to ask him about the family and friends and all the events that happened in my absence. I told him a little about my experience and how I couldn't wait to cut my journey and come return back when my family needed me.
We started driving to Dura, its almost 4 hours from Jericho, the first Palestinian city after a person pass the borders with Jordan to West Bank side until Dura in the south of West Bank. I was not patient to wait the only last 4 hours to arrive home after two days traveling from Germany so i took the mobile of this cousin to call my house to inform my Mother that I'm really getting closer to her. as I arrived home many kids from the family were waiting outside checking the cars to be the first ones who see me when I arrive. some kids came to me kindly to help me carrying my bags and others ran to inform all the family and the neighbors around us that I'm finally here. I never noticed how beautiful our house is and how it's stones give a great feeling of security and belonging. I went fast up stairs to hug my Mother who her blessing never left my mind all the days and nights in my time far in Germany . My older sister Klashina couldn't wait until I arrive the third flour where my Mother choose to live in our 3 flours house so she went down to meet me in the middle of the stairs. Love all what I missed in Germany and how the destiny saved my right of love to those moments. I ran to hug my Mother and to hold her hands, I told her that my promise to come back whenever she ask me to do that was the most holy commitment I have in my life. how I can't do this for the woman who was always the candle that burn itself to light her kid's life...
Love all what I felt, this love that keep showing you how beautiful and hopeful our life is. the women from the family side and the neighbors came to congratulate my Mother. all kept thanking me for returning back. My Mother kept telling them that she always trusted my promise to come back to her when she ask for that and that she is so lucky that I didn't have something bad in my time in Germany and that I gain more weight
as she was always worried about my life on there. My Mother kept asking me if I have ate good and if I had health problems.
The cousins continue coming to congratulate my mother and I can't describe how happy I am for that. giving my Mother a better feeling after we lost our sister and to see people coming to our house for good news. I can't believe that some men still oppress and intentionally hurt women, don't they have mothers? have they ever understood their love in our lives? What rewards can we give it back to our Mothers if we don't feel and show their importance?
Where is my Mother and your Mother is our land, this I tell to my Palestinians and Israelis friends, Here we shall live in peace and loving. No where is home and no where can give us more love and warm as how much we can give to each other. we don't need to study the books of history and the theories of politics and international human rights to take a justification to our right to live in this land, Our choice to bring a better life for all of us is the strongest help to move forward and end this conflict.
My Mother sends all her glads and thanks for all of you friends who show support in our hard moments and she believe that we are closer to our dream more than how the TV carry to usbad news from politicians who keep reminding us how hopeless they are.
Love for you all !