Mohammed returns home to Kurdistan

It has been a huge blessing for me to have been able to spend so much time together with Mohammed and his mother in our Jerusalem guesthouse. I have seen him rise from places of despair to a heart filled with hope, joy and laughter. He has, for the most part, been a communicator between me and his mother because of the language barriers, and he has done it with a big smile.

After his big heart surgery, he wanted to be alone sometimes, but that was not in our minds. We tried to push him to go beyond what he wanted, and suddenly he took the decision to go out walking. It was with a big smile of determination and a healthy pride that he glanced at me while walking off, and it made me so happy to see that. He wanted to be strong, and we have all seen the good results coming from that.

I’m so glad that I could join in and go with them and another pair of our beloved guests to the airport last night. As long as we could see each other, we waved our hands and sent kisses to each other, knowing that the ties that bind have been built between us and is unbreakable because it is formed by love, respect, and lots of joy and laughter.