A few weeks ago, I met Hannah. I don’t speak Arabic, and she doesn’t speak English or French. Our meeting was, however, one where words were spoken without being said. Before I would leave her, we both would be moved to tears.
Through a translator, I listened to her story. She has been living in Lebanon for the past 2 years. She fled Syria when Isis came to her town. She is a wife and a mother of two young children. Her daughter is five and her son is two. She grew up..Read More