“And with this constant displacement, one companion stayed with us: fear.
It slips into the smallest moments, in bread lines, in the quiet hours before dawn.
It rides the sound of aircraft, it lives in the silence where a familiar voice once was.
And yet, despite everything, we continue.
We lift one another when we fall, holding on to the light that still shines within us, and to the whisper that says: we will endure, we will continue, no matter what.
What we ask for is simple — painfully simple: A roof that does not collapse, a door that is not shattered, and a child who can sleep without knowing fear.”
