Me: Hi khaloo! how long have you guys been here!
Khalo: about a month, you're still here?
Me: am not sure I want to leave, are you guys going?
Khalo's wife: : I don't think we need to.. the embassy says we're safe here but I don't think it's too safe in your area now, if you don't want to leave come stay with us.
Me: I have my friends here we're staying together, if it gets ugly I'll give you a call.
Khalo's wife: okay honey, stay safe, love you.
Me: Love you more..
That night, right after that call, was when the Israelis started bombing different routes to Syria, now next morning:
Khalo's wife: Sponts, we're leaving, the embassy called and said get out now it's going to get ugly.. the bus leaves in 2 hours be there, your mom will kill us if we showed up without you.
Sponts:..... .... .... aaaa... ... I'll ... call you in 10 mins.
Now.. I remember exactly how I felt, not pretty, confused, lost, again with all the uncertainty & the anoxia & yada yada yada .. I wanted to stay with my friends who are waiting for their uncle, and I know what mom was going through.. but can I really leave my friends!? aaah darn hesitation & me!
Me: You know what you guys? am staying.. I still have more stuff to pack up in my place anyways (excuse!)
My Friend: You should go, it'll make us feel better, we'll have less people to worry about.
Me: That's mean! (emotional issues)
While they were talking me into it they were already sending my bags downstairs & into the car.. me looking all lost .. still haven't decided!
We hit the road to the departing point (which by the way is an hour away) as they're still going on & on about how I'll finally be safe in a matter of hours when all am doing is nodding.. looking all lost & thinking.. but I haven't decided!
I call my friends who had to stay for their country, they're happy that am leaving, not me, I want one of them to say "Come Back!" I so would have..
I get in the embassy, see my uncle and his wife.. aaah what joy, what relief, I felt safe! I felt home already just seeing them, that was a hug I really needed! but.. I still haven't decided..
My uncle tried to talk my friends into leaving with us as well, they had the perfect excuse.. they have decided to stay, I made my friend & his uncle promise to take me for a ceaser salad when they get home, we say goodbye, we hug, still looking all lost, I get in the bus, the ambassador comes in to wish us a safe trip.. you can totally read in his eyes he meant it, we move.. I cry.. not knowing why.. but I did know this.. I still haven't decided.
To Be Contunied..