It's been three years since the Beirut port blast killed more than 200 people, injured several thousand, and caused damages that are still visible to date.
The images are still vivid in my head... as in the heads of many of my fellow citizens!
How could they not be?
Lebanon. Because you were here before we came along. And you will still be here long after we’re all gone… wishing you real independence 🇱🇧
In view of the devastating fires once more destroying our forests in Lebanon, my heart aches profoundly and I know that we belong to this land, where our roots are deeply ingrained… quoting my fellow countryman, Gibran Khalil Gibran
When I discovered that the conifers in my garden were in fact cedars and not a type of fir, I was thrilled!
Besides being the emblem of my country of birth, Lebanese cedars have multiple benefits.
Read on to find out more!
August 4 represents a traumatic memory for a whole people.
Let us remember never to forget!
A year after the Beirut explosions.
The city and its people still experience a deep, deep trauma.
We keep attempting to process the severe anguish that plagues us all...
Another sad day for Lebanon… in 2020 and previous years, fires destroyed a lot of acres. Today, the forests in Qobayat, in the North of Lebanon, are being consumed by multiple wildfires 🤬🤬
Times are rough. Within a year, the Lebanese Pound (LBP) lost around 2/3 of its value.
How are the Lebanese coping with this crisis / situation?
Read on!
I received this beautiful message from my best friend in Brazil... and decided to share it with you all!
Pardon my translation as my Portuguese language skills are quite rudimentary 😊
It's been a while since I published a personal note.
The Beirut port explosions on August 4, 2020 shocked us all.
Each one of us is processing the trauma in our own way.
Last year, on November 22, while heading to the airport, I felt the urge to write. Check my rant here.
I remember having mixed feelings: on the one hand, I was happy to go away from the organized chaos to take a breath of refreshing air, all the while wanting to celebrate Independence day in my country of birth...
This year felt totally different. And somehow I couldn't write about it. It was another event that triggered me. Read on to find out more :)