Loss Taught Me How To Live

Movements in life stages are concessions to other responses. A lot of loss is a motive for a lot of gains. And we do not feel, hardly a day goes by without us feeling anxious about losing someone. And the world hardly goes by without taking from us those we love, or taking us from those we love. The only scenario in life that does not stop before we stop living. Words from the heart of the event and from the depths of events. Perhaps you are a bandage for someone without him realizing. Loss taught me how to live. And the one who learns from experience can be inspiring. So perhaps I can give you my lamp of inspiration. It’s okay… Loss brings you to life in a different way.

Enas Abu Zubaida explore the different dimensions and connotations of the written word, as if every time you read her words, they take you to another meaning and a different memory; a duality of words, as if the words she chooses never stop growing; at different times you read her words you find their roots have extended to what you are now.