Help Renad , A 24 year old nurse midwife escape with my family from Gaza . I have no idea if this will be the last time to write we're yet again forced to leave Rafah for Khan Yunis, to the unknown one more time and I will lose contact for a while .
I worked at Al-shifa hospital and was pursuing a scholarship for my PhD abroad .. Now All we dream of is safety and every day that we do not losing one another is a blessing . We need to evacuate to Egypt. I plead with you to help us . My parents and brother are hit with Hepatitis A and were all hit with many diseases .. My mother can't seem to recover .. there is little to no medicine or proper healthcare ! Please Donate to my GoFundMe here
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My family was opposed to creating a gofundme but I believe we are left with no choice Our Family : 1-My Father ,Magid 2-My Mother, Sahar 3-Renad (myself) 4-Rand 5- Saba 6-Amenah 7-AbdulRahman Expanses :
Travel arrangements to Egypt (approximately $5000-$10,000 per person) for 7 family members.
Housing expenses.
Living and transportation expenses during the initial period of travel.
Food and medical expenses.
https://www.gofundme.com/f/help-renad-her-family-evacuate-gaza
Thank You Donate and Share Please !🙏
if a friend is experiencing/has experienced a loss and is grieving, and you don’t have any experience in the arena of loss, please allow me to offer some advice on navigating conversations about the deceased loved one.
not every mention of their person is the saddest part of their day. sometimes saying “this was their favorite song” “oh they would have LOVED this” “God I wish they could hear the conversation happening at the next table” “I wish they were here” is lighthearted. the mention of their person can be joyful. or melancholic. or, of course, sad. it can be all of those things at once. but no matter, react to the sentiments as just another piece of the conversation.
you don’t need to drop a 55 pound weight onto the conversation and stare at us in pity or silently stare in a combination of confusion and discomfort and sadness.
it’s okay. we know they’re dead. you acknowledging that in an equal state of nonchalantness will not shock us to death, it’s not tasteless or crude. it’s a relief. our dead people are still parts of our lives just like anything else, and giving your loved ones the space and comfort and safety to talk about their person is huge.
you can always respond by asking to hear more, by mimicking their tone. your friend laughs and says “they would have LOVED this”, take it as a chance to learn why! was their favorite color yellow? did they love kitschy little throw pillows? did they utterly DESPISE kitschy throw pillows? are they referencing a specific story?
if they see someone that looks like their person and get a little sad, ask what reminds them of their person. what was their favorite feature of their person? does it make them mostly sad to see someone who looks like their person? did it make them feel a little bit happy for a moment?
we want to talk about our deceased loved ones. we yearn to mention people who shaped us. the way our society has conditioned us to behave around grief, to respond to the grieving, and to grieve ourselves is so backwards and void of empathy, so we often don’t say what we wish we could say. (bell hooks has a wonderful chapter on this in all about love, new visions (ch 11))
by offering opportunities for people to reminisce you are truly making an impact and fostering a safe environment for those around you to grieve in ways we’re often not offered.
manager in the fanfiction universe: I don't care how many flower petals you're coughing up. You need to come in today
i think r/BenignExistence is my favorite subreddit 🥲 i love these pleasant little glimpses into strangers' lives
i’m sorry but izuku offering another gay blond man his hand and kacchan going wide-eyed is so funny
You know your IDGAF attitude has gotten further than you expected once you realized you're literally ignoring half of the student body at this point
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I think it’s hilarious how Tim Drake sounds like someone’s self insert but he’s not.
This kid met Dick when he was super young, remembered it so vividly that he recognized his acrobatics in Robin (while he was stalking both Robin and Batman without them knowing), and realized Dick is Robin and Bruce is Batman. Then he keeps it a secret for years until Jason dies and he goes up to Bruce and convinces him that he should let Tim be Robin. AND IT WORKS. Then when he’s sent to go train he catches the eyes of freaking Lady Shiva and she trains him because she thinks he might be able to kill her eventually. Then he’s sent back to Batman and he is a fantastic Robin for a long time.
That literally sounds like fanfiction, but he is very real and very loved. Just shows no matter how self indulgent a story might sound, you should still write it anyways because it CAN be good.