Once upon a time a little baby opened his eyes to see a women, she was holding him tightly trying to feed him and take a good care of him. She gave him more than she gave her own kids, and she did her best to make him feel home.
This baby grew up on loving this woman and feeling that she is his mother and her kids’ r like his own sisters and brothers.
Now he grew up, welling to give her his soul, his love and his loyalty. But In his mind he knows for sure that he will never forget his own mother the one he has been stolen from by strangers, whom still torturing her, and he will Go back one day to be with her and also give his life to make her feel safe.
And this is our little story …. (Palestinians) with our two mothers Jordan and Palestine.
I posted this almost a year ago but yesterday I felt I wanna post it again