I never thought I would live to see the day. For years, I had whispered my anger in the safety of my home, lowered my voice in crowded streets, and watched the city I loved drown in silence and fear. But on that morning, when the news broke—Bashar al-Assad was gone—the air felt different. Damascus exhaled. I exhaled. For so long, my life had been … Continue reading The Day Damascus Breathed Again: A Woman’s Joy as Assad Left