Don’t be sad mom…

Anyone who has ever worked with refugees and heard their stories has at least one sentence, that will be engraved in his or her heart and soul until the last day they live. One of my sentences is “Don’t be sad mom” “Mom” in this case is Fatima. Fatima like thousands of refugees who fled Syria…

The devil is in the details…

  “106 people were killed in Syria today, 300 more were injured”   A statement we read everyday, shared by some news agency somewhere on facebook or twitter. The numbers might change but the story is the same, so we shake our heads in pity (sometimes) and scroll down to more interesting stuff like Suarez…

To Hell with Syrian Refugees….

I very recently got back to Beirut after spending 45 days working in the Bekaa, where, tented settlements and Syrian refugees are a sight that you cannot get used to nor forget. As I watched the rain pour down, over a beautiful Beirut city, I remembered things that were completely unrelated to one another: New…

Love is not enough according to God….

Bacon tastes good. Sex is nice. Church is boring. The Bible is a tiny bit surrealistic (that part where he gives out free wine is really cool) and the Qor’an needs a software update or something. So yeah…. I think religions are basically earlier versions of the Harry Potter sequels…. and; lucky me… I get…

Dear Ali…

Dear Ali, There are a few faces and a few corners that I consider landmarks in Beirut. Things that when you see, hear or feel can in themselves be a description of all that is Beirut. You were one of the faces. This is the second time I have mentioned you in this blog, and…