Yasmeengaza on Nostr: This year, Ramadan arrives feeling like a stranger. We are without the walls that ...

This year, Ramadan arrives feeling like a stranger. We are without the walls that once sheltered our memories, and without that cherished corner where my family gathered for Iftar and Suhoor for decades. For the first time in my life, the holy month comes while we are far from the home that witnessed our growth and our laughter. I see the heartache in my parents' eyes every time they remember the details of our beautiful home. The pain of loss is doubled during Ramadan—when will this exile end?