And Wafaa wrote

You are the voice that provoked my stillness in its depths. I was staggered by your humanity. You have released me from being so caught up inside myself. While my turmoil overshadowed my thinking, your kindness sneaked in and eclipsed my anguish. Despite the scars that life has handed you over, you refuse but to keep on giving. Although you know that wounds embeded in you are yet to heal, you continue writing new aspirations on the wind, with a growing hope they be blown and rooted in a vigorous nation. Notwithstanding the conflicts overrunning your mind, you able to paint colors on a blackened base. You faced down the demons of your suffering to work for a greater good. With a spirit as yours, it is worth peering beyond one's own being. You have taught me the meaning of persistence and the blessing of giving. You have become an inspiration to me, as I believe you are for many others. You are so beautiful to exist in a blind world like ours. Looking up to you is of my supreme ambitions. Your exquisiteness blossoms hope in the vicinity of despair. Keep on shining, for the beam you have ignited is never to be quenched and your brightness will find the way to set the darkness erected on life to light.