In the tapestry of my life, each thread is woven with lessons and love from those who've touched my heart profoundly. Among these treasured influences is my grandmother, lovingly known as Mamar. Her strength was her quiet presence—a beacon of calm in any storm, and her compassion was her superpower, extending to everyone she met.
Mamar taught me the importance of patience and resilience without ever speaking a word about them. Instead, she showed me through her actions, through her unwavering support and her endless kindness. Even on days when my health challenges seem too much to bear, I find solace in memories of her gentle encouragement and her confident assurance that "this too shall pass."
Her legacy is a reminder not just to survive, but to thrive; not just to fight, but to heal and help heal. In honoring her, I strive to embody her strength and compassion as I navigate my own journey and support others through theirs.
Mamar may no longer be with us in person, but her spirit continues to guide and inspire not only me but our entire community. As we share in this journey of living with autoimmune diseases, let's remember to carry forward the legacy of those who have shaped us—with love, with courage, and with the unwavering hope that Mamar taught me to hold in my heart.
