My husband lit a fire on top of the house, and we made some tea. Everybody woke up, and we had some Zaatar (thyme) and zeit (oil), and those are what was left from our stored food.

My niece is 3 and a half years old and she is as sweet as butterflies. She is also mischievous, and loves to have fun and dress well. And she LOVES ice cream!

I cannot believe I am seeing the light of day! I feel for my arm! My face!
I open my eyes and close them, then I open them again to ensure that what I am seeing is real. 

Studying psychology, we learned that one of the characteristics of a traumatic event is that it is sudden and unplanned for.

The Smell of Gunpowder: There are two kinds of killing we are exposed to daily and always from this criminal usurper.