Going to sleep when you cannot open your eyes anymore, after spending the whole afternoon, evening and night in front of the TV; following the news, trying to understand what happened; calling and receiving calls, writing messages to family and friends and waiting anxiously for their answers; looking for more news on the internet, on news sites, Facebook, Instagram, Twitter and whatever sources that can help you understand what, where, who, why; seeing over and over again the same images; listening to people asking on air about their husband, wife, son, daughter parents or friends who went missing, giving the name of the missing person and their phone number to call them if you know anything; answering a growing amount of messages from friends around the globe where the news are arriving little by little. Then waking up after a couple of hours of sleep, and continuing to do the same.
I can literally not count how many times each and every Lebanese citizen, in Lebanon or abroad, has lived the above scenario.
And each time, after your brain has processed the information, you can’t but ask yourself: “can something worse happen?” knowing deep inside that the answer will come soon enough, and will surpass your wildest imagination.
My heart hurts for your beautiful city and everyone affected.
thank you louise.
+1
I was afraid to ask you, but I hope all of yours, friends abnd family, are doing fine!!!?
Very unlikely, I know. Anyway, let’s be wirh all those who suffered from this terrible shit.
thank you marcus. fortunately friends and family are doing “well”. but the situation there is beyond description.
I’m so sorry to hear about this disaster. The people of Lebanon have contributed so much good to the world. It’s well past time for you all to be free of all this tragedy accumulated over so many years. I wish you and all the residents of Beirut the very best.
thank you ed.