by Lugein Ali Abdullah, Iraq
People may start with telling you how life changing and eye-opening SUSI is, you know the typical cliché. That wasn’t the case for me or at least not until time passed.
You see, SUSI is a once in a lifetime opportunity, at least that was the case for me. I didn’t mind where we were going, quite honest every place we visited didn’t feel or look much different than any other place, with the big buildings and wide streets. I could still see its just rocks and cement; I know am too logical. But there was one thing that’s familiar yet different in a comforting way, wanna make a guess?
Hear me out and I’ll tell you in a bit, you know what the best part was, the fact that I never thought I could cry this much until this trip happened. It may sound odd but to me, even though the reason behind it wasn’t that charming, how my SUSI familia reacted to it made it feel less tiring. I still remember all the times I cried my heart out till the moment I had to leave the room because I knew I will be loud. The moment Tallin held my hand at the synagogue, not even knowing why; she just held my hand and cried along.
All my SUSI family shared that with me, some who asked, some who held my hand, some who shared a prayer, some who gave me a hug, some who felt it and others just showed care. I felt supported and cared for without anything in return, without the need to explain and without judgment. I do feel selfish for receiving all that and even more, because each one of them gave me a lesson that’s carved in my soul that I shall carry it with me till I longer exist.
Did you make a guess yet? Yes, it was the people. Every single one shared part of them with me or as I like to call it, their puzzle piece. So simple, yet, so life changing. Oh, and don’t worry it wasn’t all sorrow tears, most of it was out of happiness.
