qalamoun:

A map of the depopulated Palestinian village of Jimzu جمزو (ancient Gimzo) hand-drawn from the memory of native Ahmad Ibrahim after its destruction in 1948. Ibrahim labels the names of streets and individual neighbours where they once were.

i wish my mom’s last months on earth could be filled with all the things she loved. i wish she could play piano and go for bike rides and that we could go on a roadtrip and go hiking. even when we had those experiences i told myself “don’t take this for granted” but really i still did. i couldn’t have imagined this would happen so suddenly. we were saving up money to go on another trip together, to climb another mountain together (it would have been the third, after the black hills and arizona). we were gonna go to estes park in colorado, where she used to hike in the summer when she was in her 20s. maybe i’ll get to go someday but i want her there with me.

it’s not fair that our last times together will be with both of us in ill health, with her not even able to walk. i know i have to accept it at some point but it fucking hurts. she’s been so active for years and used to say she wanted to live to 100, to be an old lady doing yoga.

i just want one more hike.

she went for her last bike ride yesterday

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