It was, I remembered thinking, the most difficult walk anyone ever had to make. In every way, a walk to remember.

“In the eulogy by the graveside, I told everyone how my sister and I used to sin…”

“In time, the hurt began to fade and it was easier to just let it go. At least I…”

“الشعر لم يكتب من أجل تحليله ودراسته ، بل من أجل أن يبعث الإلهام في النفوس دون س…”

“EVERYONE MAKES MISTAKES, EVEN THE PERSONS WE LOVE.”