My flight was at 1:00 pm on Friday leaving to Sabeha Airport in Turkey. I had to be at the airport three hour before departure. One of my friends volunteered to drop me off. At 9:30 am he came and told me to get ready and say goodbye to everybody. I will never forget these moments.
At that point, my family started crying hysterically and I kissed my mother’s head and asked her for forgiveness and her kindness. I wanted to say goodbye to my wife, but she could hold herself together. The look in her eyes was pulling me back from traveling, but it was too late. I hugged my kids as if I would not see them again. I asked my self: will I see them again? will I survive the anger of the sea? will I be able to secure their future? All these thoughts came to me at once.
I could not help it but to cry when my son told me not to be late tonight and to bring him juice and biscuits. Yes, it is the purity of children. Now it is time for me to leave the house with my backpack stuffed with what I need for an immigration journey. My last words to them were goodbye and please forgive me!
Age: 26
Country of Origin: Syria
Host Country: Germany
Civil Status: Married to Alaa, with two children (wife and children in Jordan)