Tahrir square was a joyful place, a peaceful place. You go in and you instantly smile.
On the 11th of February, a 30 year old rule has ended, and an uprising succeeded. We won. We are the champions. We are, at least that was the song playing through my head as I screamed and jumped and laughed and cried all at the same time as soon as Omar Soleiman delivered the news on television.
It was divine.
On Saturday, I woke up with a smile on my face, a lightness of heart and being, it was beautiful! I was free! My country was free! He finally left...
Everyone went to Tahrir to clean the square, and you could see freedom. You could touch it and taste it and breathe it in the air, you could feel it hug you.
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Among the crowds, a lovely lady I had locked eyes with seconds earlier stopped me asking me if I was Sara, she said she follows my blog, and I couldn't stop smiling. I just couldn't and it felt amazing in that overwhelming way.
I felt so....happy, so happy that I make someone smile, happy that I inspire someone- because...this is all I want- to make someone smile. I don't know if she would want me to name her, but thank you, you made my day. You were like a good omen on an already beautiful day. Our first day of freedom.
I hope everyone had a beautiful Valentine's day. I sure did. It was special in its simplicity. Boyfriend and I helped deliver a gift, and we were stuck in traffic for a good portion of the day, which was fun. Then we had dinner. And guess what he got me!! an iPod!! (Yes, he's the best)
He's the best because we can be silly together, among other things. We can be serious, too. He's the best because he gives the best hugs ever.