In Memory: Yana
this leaves me horrifed…angry…close to tears. Her own BROTHER turned her in. There, but by the grace of the gods, goes I or any other that does not walk the “party” line. No matter what party.
I’m at a loss for how to write this obituary, this tribute to a life lost so horribly. The usual forms a reporter uses won’t work in this situation. I don’t know her birth date or the exact day she died, and because I don’t want to put others in harm’s way in Syria, I can’t even use her real name.
What I do know is that this is the last email I received from Yana in June of 2012.
I know she lived in an area of Syria where the fighting was intense and foreign fighters, allied with local Sunni fundamentalists, had taken over the adjoining area. When she, like other Pagans in the area, no longer responded to attempts at communication, I hoped she had fled with her family or was staying quiet to avoid detection. She told me the rebels were targeting women and she was especially afraid they would find…
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