Comeback

It's been a long time since my last post. Not that I didn't have anything to say. I did and still do, but as summer ended, my grandmother, a woman I admire and deeply honor, got this terrible cold that developed into a horrible Pneumonia. Understanding that she was in serious condition, I took the first flight to Beirut and rushed to be with her. Long weeks I sat by her bed, praying to Allah to help her survive. Being a Lebanese patriot, she lived all of her life in our beloved country, and on those rare occasions when she came to Berlin to visit the family, she felt like a Cedar tree that was torn off from its roots. She was 85 years old. She died peacefully, ready to meet her destiny. Allah yerahmuha.
It took me time to work through my feelings of loss and sorrow. I shed tears of love and pain; of longing to this woman I loved so deeply.

Meanwhile, things happened In Lebanon and being there, so close to what was happening, I wanted to react, to say what I have to say but was too depressed and distracted.
Now, slowly returning to my normal everyday life, I reinitiated my blog.
Looking back at the first posts, and remembering the hard days of war and destruction, some of witch I witnessed myself in Beirut, I decided to present a small gallery of my recent drawings, adding a few that were never posted.
Please join me to a guided tour or, if you like, a little time-travel to the events of my beloved country and my emotions in reaction to them, in my personal blog.

Did we really win this war? Did it do us any good?

Hopsi-daisy!

Will Nasserallah ever learn to stand alone for himself and not for the interests of others?? Another victory like this and we're lost!!

Maybe I got a little carried away… But I think we should stop the crimes that are committed by the Hezballah Gang.