
It's hard to think about those kind of conditions what Palestnians have to confront almost every day.
To me my yestardays most exiting moment was to dry myself to my new extra soft towel after shower!
This thing would not be in my mind if I would be living my life in occupied Palestine..
I love nature, I love early mornings and to wake up when birds are singing.. I wonder if there are any birds in Palestine? Maybe all they hear is helicopters and guns? Crying? Desperate voices and noises of war equipment.. Maybe the conditions are unbearable to even animals? But yet the bra

Palestinian children grow up fast, they grow up surrounding by soldiers, hatred, demolition, fear, sorrow, unceratinty and all others inhuman conditions what we cannot even imagine here.
There is no childhood or growing from young to adult, children grow up fast to defend their land, to fight the occupier. There are no hope of a husband or wife and a car and a house, there is only hope to survive to the next day and if the next day come, maybe there is hope not to feel hunger that day.
I hope my dear friend that everything is ok with you. I hope you show up online today and tell me it was only the electricity what kept you away from the net. I hope your town has been quiet and no one has suffered there today.I hope you have had reasons to smile today instead of crying. I hope you have the strength to still hope for a better day to come. I hope you are alive.