Home is the one place..

 

“Home is the one place in all this world where hearts are sure of each other.  It is the place of confidence.  It is the place where we tear off that mask of guarded and suspicious coldness which the world forces us to wear in self-defense, and where we pour out the unreserved communications of full and confiding hearts.  It is the spot where expressions of tenderness gush out without any sensation of awkwardness and without any dread of ridicule.”

– Frederick W. Robertson

 

 

5 days and I’ll be in this beautiful garden..

in this beautiful place.

5 days and I’ll be home!

 

 

I miss Kuwait

So I’m in one of those emotional moods and what I have as my Facebook status is this:

‘I miss Kuwait so much.. I miss everyone. I’d give anything to be there sometimes.. to know that mama is next to me and she’s able to take care of me.. to know all the places there and to simply feel at home. A part of me will always be there.. Respect for that country, for it taught me many things and I’ve met many amazing people.’

I miss all the traditions. I miss hearing Arabic next to me. I miss seeing all dishdashas and 3abayas. I just miss everything!

Weird things happening

 

I couldn’t sleep last night, so I was watching TV until around 2 am, then I went to bed. I just fell asleep and I heard my sister scream and she started crying right away. I woke up confused but I had a weird feeling and I was afraid to get out of bed. I stayed there until they put on the light. She wouldn’t stop crying. When I went to my parents’ room, I saw my sister shivering from fear and she would go from mum’s arms to dad’s arms.

None of us could understand what was happening until she started telling us what she dreamt about. She dreamt that a ‘bad and ugly child’ (as she calls him) was eating her legs and there were cockroaches too. Mum got scared so she lit a candle, gave her Holy Water and started praying. She didn’t want to stay in their room anymore, so they decided to go to her room. She fell asleep for a bit, then woke up and stared screaming again. So they went to the living room. From about 2.30 am and 5 o’clock they were trying to put her to sleep.

Today was all good too, until we had lunch and mum told brought up the sleeping subject. My sister’s exact words (keep in mind she’s just 2 years and half) were:  ‘No. Maria no sleep. Bad baby eat legs’. Then mum and dad started talking to each other. They both realised that they had the same kind of nightmare (people dying) yesterday at lunch time when they napped. They also woke up with different pains each. Mum had heart pain and dad had a headache. Dad then told us that while he was watching TV at night, he heard a knocking sound, but it seems like it was in a wooden door and we have NO wooden doors. Then mum said that when she was with my sister in her room, she heard the knocking sounds from the wooden closet.

My sister is in the living room RIGHT now with my mum. They’re trying to nap, but I can hear her saying ‘No, no, bad child. Cover my legs.’

 

Yes, I am scared. I am very scared and we’ve been listening to prayers the whole time.

I hope everything will be okay soon!

God bless us all!