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After Israel's annihilation of Gaza, can I ever return home?
The destruction of my family's house was not simply a loss of walls or furniture. It was the erasure of a place that once held our lives together It was a routine online meeting with my academic supervisors during the summer. One of them, who had just returned from visiting her home country, spoke about the joy of being surrounded by family, the comfort of familiar places, and the quiet sense of belonging that comes from returning home. Then she used a phrase that has stayed with me ever since: