The best feeling in the world is when I see and hear things that look and sound friendly, like
- the mountains of Lebanon peeking at me from behind the buildings on my way out of the office building
- driving by the sea side and seeing the excitement or calm of its water
- Our Lady of Lebanon looking at me from the mountain top when I’m driving home from work
- Jesus the King greeting me with open arms either before I take the tunnel to work, or on my way back home after a hectic day and traffic jam
- majestic mountains and valleys that go along the way when we drive anywhere beyond the seashore
- old Lebanese stone houses, with or without red rooftops, deserted or still well maintained
- older city buildings with old wooden window shades and large windows and balconies
- church bells at sunrise, noon, sunset, and on Sundays
- the full moon over the mountains. It is surely closer and brighter here, no exaggeration
- the little lights in the dark sea at night, fishermen at work
- Sunrise over the mountains and sunset in the sea...
All these scenery remind me why I am attached that much to my country and why I decided to came back without even thinking of a plan B.
Thank Heavens for Lebanon, for being Lebanese, and for returning back Home! :) (do I sound like a broken record yet? ;) )
