Author suleika jaouad5/30/2023 ![]() In an earlier post, the journalist shares her adventures in the bone marrow transplant unit. My mom is currently telling all the nurses to bring their patients to the window, to share in Liz’s love bomb. I lifted one of the candles and we began a little dance, call and response-waving it to the left, then to the right, then in circles. ![]() The writer says how she’s “filled my whole windowsill with LED candles (which I think is beautiful, like a votive altar in a church, though my nurses have told me it’s a little alarming because every time they pass my room they think it’s on fire). There by the sidewalk was a heart made of twinkle lights, and standing next to it was my dear friend waving up at me with a candle in her hand.” Then, instead of pointing up, she gestured to the street. A post shared by Suleika Jaouad – سليكة جواد my mom is quite the general,” writes Jaoad, “and eventually she got me up and over to the window. ![]()
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