r/BDS • u/SleepyWogx • 6h ago
Gaza A conversation between my friend Mahmoud and his wife
https://www.gofundme.com/f/help-my-daughters-help-my-small-family
A winter memory from our old home ❤️
With winter getting closer, my wife Samah and I started remembering how winter used to feel before everything changed.
She looked at me and said:
“Do you remember when winter was coming, and we used to make spinach pastries in the oven inside the kitchen? The whole kitchen would become warm. The smell of the food would fill the house, and we would just enjoy being together.”
She was right.
Back then, winter meant something completely different to us. We would stay inside our warm home, sit near the oven, enjoy the smell of freshly baked food, and feel safe from the cold outside.
Now, when winter comes, our memories feel heavier.
Sometimes we talk about those days and imagine what it would be like to have that simple life again.
We dream about rebuilding our home from the beginning. Not a big or fancy house. Just a small, safe place where our daughters can grow up, where Samah can cook again, where the oven can warm the kitchen, and where winter can once again feel like winter—not something we have to fear.
Maybe it sounds like a simple dream.
But after everything we've been through, having a home and starting our life again from the beginning feels like the biggest dream in the world. ❤️
— Mahmoud & Samah
