On last vacation, we went to our city. We experienced different weather until we arrived. Some places it was hot and we turned on the air conditioner, some places it was cold and we wore  warm clothes , some places was rainy and hail that in these condition it was hard to drive. spesially some roads were flooded

Finally we arrived at night

We met our families and we spent a lot of time with them. All of us needed to be together. We had good days except the last night. I was sleeping in the big hall alone, next to the heater. I woke up with the sound of explosion. I thought it was a war
I waited but all of people specially my family and my fathers´ neighbors were sleeping and the city was silent

The neighbors´ houses were dark and no lamps were lit

I looked at my mobile phone and read the news about attacking to Isreal

I was very nervous and worried and exhausted

I remembered the memories of the war when I was child. We used to leave home and lived in small towns or villages with the least facilities. We didn´t go school all of time so our report were incomplete, without marks. We were displaced a lot of time and we had to our personal stuff

In the morning, we returned Tehran. I couldn´t drive. My husband drove alone all the way
I was very upset and I went to the back seat and slept the hole way

We arrived home but I couldn´t do anything. I was passive, anxious and worried
Finally I listened to consultant who said that we live in the Middle East and we have to accept the condition and we must move on and continue, just continue

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