UNCLE JAWHAR'S STORIES OF LOVE AND LOSS

Every evening as the sun drenched the horizon in hues of orange and purple, Uncle Jawhar would gather his family close. His eyes, twinkling, held a lifetime of experiences. He would begin, voice soft, to spin accounts of love and loss, each one a precious gem from his past. Some were heartwarming, filled with the bliss of new romance. Others choked