The so-called ceasefire was fragile, breached almost every day, tightening the noose on Gaza in every possible way—denying humanitarian aid, medical supplies, and commercial goods since the first days of the holy month, striking the main water distribution point, cutting the electricity that powered it, and imposing restrictions on medical workers willing to volunteer in Gaza. Despite the suffocating grim reality, we began to get a hold of what was left of our lives—rebuilding from ashes, restoring stolen dreams that had been on hold for more than a year and a half. It won’t come again.” But the moment my eyes flinch shut, I return to the endless cycle of horrors, fleeing death even in my sleep.
Author: Hend Salama Abo Helow
Published at: 2025-03-29 14:00:00
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