I am one who is attracted by child clothing. Their magnificence forces me to make sounds of admiration that may make people around me lough . So when I got married and became a mother of two beautiful girls, I felt the whole universe cannot accommodate my happiness. Zainb is six and Nada is four years. Their existence represents hundreds of happy year. Children reignite the charm of beginnings. Our children are new windows of life where we enjoy again the mystery of the “first time”. Our concept of smile changes after the first smile of our baby. Every father and mother has a love story with his/her children. Believe me, every story is unique and different. Having Zainab and Nada made me fly high with my dreams. Their father and I were very keen to give them the best despite the difficult situation in Yemen due to the war and blockade. As the Eid approached, we bought them new clothes. Last Eid we couldn’t, so this Eid was different. Zainab and Nada were so happy with the new clothes. They would ask me repeatedly to have them try their new clothes as they couldn’t wait until Eid to wear them. I used to allow them to do so and watch them in their new clothes. They whisper to each other as they imagine the reaction of their friends when they see them in these new dresses. Five days to the Eid so I had to start tiding the house. In the morning, my husband left for work and I started cleaning the house. My two birds, Zainab and Nada, were outside in the yard playing with the swing. Suddenly, I heard a loud sound of a warplanes closing by. I lost consciousness and woke up in the hospital with my husband telling me in tears that Zainab and Nada were killed. A missile was launched by a warplane of the Arab Saudi – led Coalition targeting a neighboring house. Wreckage flew in the air and a flying concrete pole smashed the bodies of my two daughters as they were swinging. My mind never accepted this truth. It must be a nightmare. Zainab and Nada are killed for no guilt. Losing them tore me apart. My family and the doctors are trying to treat my body. I feel pain in my head and ears and my hearing has weakened. But what about my soul? Who can heal it? How would my life look like without Zainab and Nada?
