My dear Hoda, my soul friend…
How can I describe the memory you’ve left behind? It’s a difficult task, but this time I won’t let the chance slip away —the same way I missed the chance to give you one last hug.
Hodita, when I think of you, I can still feel the joy you radiated. In every gathering where we met, your presence emanated peace, love, and light —comforting the uncertain, being a refuge for the lost, and a balm for the distressed.
I am certain that the Blessed Beauty has embraced you, and that you are still serving His Cause. I hope that continues to unite us.
I love you dearly, my friend.
May God bless your son and your husband, and grant them the strength to bear your painful loss.
We will meet again when it is His will.
Until then, my dear friend 🩷