A Message Of Love

So I don’t normally reblog things onto my site so this is out of the norm for me. But after reading this story, I couldn’t help but feel compelled to do so. I found this article by mistake this morning. I read it, soaked it in and then thought, wow, this girl was amazing! She had her whole life ahead of her and yet she possessed this selfless giving nature as she always seemed to put others before herself.  So I wanted to share her story with all of you.

About more than halfway through this article, she has a message which is a wish she made years before her dying day.  A wish that was so beautiful and so selfless that it made me cry.  She has inspired me to reblog this post and to tell her story.

My wish is that her family and friends can find peace in knowing how giving she was and that she will forever live on in the hearts of others. May they get through this difficult time together and remember how beautiful she really was. I send my love and prayers to all of them.♥️

If you don’t have time to read the full article and you just want to read her message, here it is:

“There will come a day when my body is laying on a carefully made bed in a hospital whose smell is that of life and death.  At some moment, the doctor will pronounce I’m brain dead and that my life has ended.  When that happens, don’t try to pump artificial life into my veins and use machines on me.  Let my death bed be one of life so that others may have it better.

Give my eyes to who’s never seen a sunrise or the face of a child or the love in a woman’s eyes.

Give my heart to those who’s hearts have only received pain.

Give my blood to a teenager who was pulled out of his car wreck, so he’d see his grandchildren grow up one day. 

Give my kidney to that who needs a machine to keep him going from one day to the next.

Take my bones and every muscle and tissue and find a way to help a paralyzed child walk.  

Take every cell of my brain and let them help a mute boy to shout, a deaf girl to hear the sound of the rain against her windowsill.

Burn what”s left of me, and if there”s anything you need to bury, bury away my sins and weaknesses.  Bury my hate and give away my soul to God.

And if you ever needed to remember me, do so with kindness onto others.

If you do all of this, I live on forever.”

A Separate State of Mind | A Blog by Elie Fares

Over the weekend, a tragedy took place in Zahle that took the life of 24 year old Sara Sleiman whose only fault, like many before her, was being at the wrong place at the wrong time in a country that allows pests and disgusting abominations like her killer prosper unchecked.

Outside the local pub “Blue Bar,” a car accident took place that prompted Kassem El Masri to deal with the situation the only way his primordial brain knew how: fire a few rounds from his gun, one of which hit Sara and took her life soon after.

This is Sara’s killer. He’s the kind of brainless Lebanese men whose entire existence can be summarized with how they can express their manliness better, which is why you see him pose with guns and bazookas, because he can.

Kassem El Masri is also known as Tah El Masri (in Arabic: طه المصري). He’s a known…

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