Every day past is another miracle summoned, and even if you come out of it with your body physically in one piece, your soul isn’t. The war strips us of everything that makes us human; we aren’t able to mourn our dead, and we can’t say goodbye to them. (Photo: Tareq Hajjaj)Every day feels like the next, unending and weighing heavily on the heart. To start your day every day by hearing that 500 to 600 people were killed is not normal. My day usually starts with trying to call the rest of my family.

Source: New York Times October 23, 2023 13:51 UTC