Mothers of the Martyrs: The blood of our children has cooled the fire of terrorism and has spread peace in Syria

Tartous (ST): Neighborhoods, homes, villages and squares are adorned with their pictures and expressions of loyalty to their sacrifices. They are the martyrs of the homeland and the makers of victory. Behind them are mothers whose patience and sacrifices cannot be described by words, and the ink of thought dries up in reverence before their eternal sacrifice and giving.

News reporter in Tartous, and in the Sheikh Badr area, in particular, visited homes that gave birth to the brave heroes and made sacrifices for the sake of the homeland. She listened to tales of patience summarizing some of their meanings, Mrs. Hassiba Amjad Salama from the village of Al Mazraa in the countryside of Sheikh Badr is the wife of a martyr and the mother of two martyrs. She considers that history has a presence, and Syria deserves that her children fight heroic battles for it. That is why her son, Raqi Ismail in 2012,  fell martyr in the fighting fronts in the city of Idlib.

The mother of the two martyrs adds: “I had another date with pride  three years later after the martyrdom of my first son, so that my second son, Ibrahim, was martyred in 2015 in Khanasir in Aleppo governorate.”

With pride, Hassiba says: “I did not recover from my shock until God tested me with a third test. I bade farewell to my husband, Waheed Ismail Abu Azzam, as a third martyr in Raqqa,” considering that “what dignity and honor our country is experiencing today is considered a blessing and a favor from God first and because of the sacrifices and the blood of the righteous martyrs secondly.”

From the village of Darti in Sheikh Badr, Mrs. Wedad Youssef Hassan tells the story of her kidnapping with her husband in 2013 in the Moadamiya area in the Damascus countryside..” His brothers, especially Abd al-Latif, then wept tears and hugged me and told me that his brother had been martyred in Maarat al-Numan in Idlib.”

In words wrapped in pain and sadness and eyes full of tears, Mrs. Wedad describes her pain. “I thought that my screams would reach the ears of all Syrian homes because I felt the tragedy that befell me and less than two years later, my second son, Muhannad, fell a martyr in 2015, but soon the sense of tragedy changed to feeling proud  because I sacrificed my sons to Syria.”

K.Q.