Before the war, we were living on a farm in the western Homs province. We had a humble house, in which we lived a safe and happy life. We had everything we needed thanks to our work in the fields. Our area was soon targeted by shells after the beginning of the war. The scariest and worst day of my life was when a shell fell on one of our rooms, where my daughter Ola was asleep. The wall collapsed completely and the debris fell on her. Ola was severely injured. She had a fracture in her neck and her spine was damaged. She suffered from vertebral dislocation. That day has changed our reality forever. We left our area seeking safety.
A Permanent Helping Hand
