Who is the elderly woman who came to you from one of the shelter schools in Gaza, bringing you bread with her? I followed what you had written about her with great attention and love. You described her visit to you with great care. You said that she advanced toward the tent, climbed four steps, ...
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My Mother
My mother’s face was heaven on earth. Does love get stronger after death? Do those who depart persist, more and more, in their being present? In order to rest from any fatigue, I only had to look at her, to run to her eyes which had almost broken up with the sight of the earth ...
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