We take care of each other here. We’re family. Actually she is my daughter in law but the rest are chosen family. We’ve come from different places. A few of us are from the area but some are from Mosul. It doesn’t matter because we all ended up here in the camp together as neighbours. We’ve all been through the same loss and horrors. We share our stories and cry together.
But we goof around a lot as well. Taking care of the children and each other is a community thing. If someone has an off day we are there to lighten the load. Of course we still want and need joy and laughter. And believe me when I say that we have a lot of fun together.”
She then made an inappropriate and funny joke and I couldn’t help but burst out laughing when two seconds before I was holding back tears. And the banter didn’t stop for a while. I was among a group of tight friends and they treated me the same. No need to walk on eggshells around each other. Share the pain, the beauty and the laughter. After all we are all human.