Inside Aleppo
There was nothing quite as joyful as the laughter of a child. His son had the ball in his hands and tossed it off the back wall of their home. His wife held Mahdi close, and they both watched their son bounce the red ball, the cat was chasing it and the child’s laughter rose and fell with every bounce. His little son just celebrated his 3rd birthday. The joy they felt watching him tempered the feeling of fear they Read more