Lately I’ve been using Thursdays as a way to remember special moments with my fiance in our journey together toward marriage and the relationship we’ll be able to build on the other side of our immigration journey.
But tonight there’s another couple I want to remember.
One year ago, on Thursday, February 12, 2015, I was sitting in class after the NC State memorial for Deah Barakat, his wife Yusor, and her sister Razan Abu-Salha.
We spoke about hatred, representation and misrepresentation, hatred and love and the service and light for which Our Three Winners will always be remembered.
Tonight I went to a spoken-word, multi-media performance called Shattered Glass by Mohammad Moussa, a friend of Deah and Yusor before they were murdered.
As video clips and voice recordings played in the background, he bled his heart in ink and words. At one point he said, “I am learning to be patient in the face of hatred.”
Afterward, Deah’s brother Farris Barakat and Yusor and Razan’s father Dr. Mohammad Abu-Salha spoke to students about life since the loss of their brother and daughters. They recalled moments they had shared when they were all alive, expressed hope and faith that now they live in a better place, a world in heaven with each other.
Dr. Abu-Salha said that children in their community had seen Deah and Yusor’s love for each other and called their marriage a marriage in heaven. They were still newlyweds when they were killed–they hadn’t even been married two full months.
Sometimes in all the struggling to fill out, sign, and submit immigration forms, and waiting tirelessly for approval, reaching out to members of Congress for support and assistance when service centers take longer than they promise–sometimes amid all the hustle and bustle of just fighting to be together, I forget how much time we’ve been blessed to share in the two years since Harel and I began seeing each other.
Harel and I have spent a full sixty days physically together.
Deah and Yusor were only married 46 days before their deaths.
It isn’t right. They had endless light to share with others, and it was snuffed out.
Please support the Official Our Three Winners Trust to continue supporting the light and service that Deah, Yusor, and Razan would have shared if they were still here.