We are now over one hundred days into this war, but it feels like decades.
Every minute, every hour, every day, watching people dying in Gaza, it feels like we are dying.
The most difficult moment for me is to see what is happening to the children trapped in this war.
I never imagined that in any given circumstance I would bear this much pain.
Try to imagine
Gaza is less than 30 miles away from where I live. I hear the bombing from my home and from my office.
If you are reading this at home or in your own office, try to imagine.
Imagine you can hear the bombs killing thousands while you’re sitting at your computer, lying in your bed, feeding your children.
While for some, Gaza might seem to be a different entity from the West Bank, we are one country.