In the name of God, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful. And never think that those who have been killed in the cause of God are dead. Rather, they are alive with their Lord, receiving provision, rejoicing in what God has bestowed upon them of His bounty, and they receive good tidings about those [to be martyred] after them who have not yet joined them - that there will be no fear concerning them, nor will they grieve. God Almighty has spoken the truth. This verse was recited to me when I was with you last week, Dad, to comfort us in our grief over the loss of Salah Abo Watfa. And today, my dearest, my soul, I mourn you, my soul, Dad, Mama, Muhammad, Ahmad, Zain, Salah, Abu, her son Muhammad, and her daughter. To those who were not born, and to Shahd, Hala, and Eileen, congratulations on what you asked of God. Congratulations on your martyrdom, my beloved ones. May God accept you and make you among those who laugh and rejoice in the Gardens of Bliss.

My father, my beloved father, today you have won what you wished for, our pride, our support in this world. God chose you for the month of Ramadan, on a Monday, in the last third of the night.

And my mother, the pulse of my heart, my lifeblood, the kind-hearted mother, the mother of all, you lived your life patient, resigned to God's will, embracing everyone, my dear mother.

And Muhammad, oh Muhammad, my soul's soul, generous and kind, we wanted to celebrate your wedding, but thank God we have sent you to the maidens of Paradise. Who will come to me at one in the night from Maghazi to Gaza, and when I need something, I'll tell you, "I want it, Muhammad," and you'll bring me everything, my love?

And Ahmed Yassin, my son, whom I raised with my own hands, and he grew up to be an amazing young man, noble, brave, kind, and generous. When I was wounded She told me you fainted, and when you woke up, I found you weren't a martyr. I was so sad. I wished you could meet your soulmate, Salah al-Din, and thank God you got your wish, and here you are, reunited.

Zain, my darling child, my man, the one I always saw as a brave, strong, and courageous fighter, the joy of our gathering, the very soul of your sister.

And Aya and Muhammad, my dear, you missed your husband Nidal so much, may God have mercy on him, and you longed to be reunited. May God reunite you with Hamada and your little bird whom we never saw. And Hamada, my darling, my aunt, you went with Mama and Papa, and now you won't ask where Papa is.

And Hala, our doctor, our kind and compassionate one, you're the one who prayed the most to be martyred, my beloved sister.

And Shahd, our Shahd, our moon, our pure-hearted one, my life, you always longed for Salah and wanted to be reunited with him. Or did you not like it? You were in this world, and now you're in a world more beautiful than this one, in the Gardens of Bliss.

And you, my youngest, my darling, my sweetheart, the last time I saw you, you were like the full moon, so beautiful, my love. Mama took you with her, and I'm sure she's happy now, my soul.

And you, Salah al-Din, Abu Mu'adh, the very pulse of your sister's heart, you're the one they longed for. A year and a half has passed, and the fire of longing has consumed our hearts, but praise be to God, Lord of the Worlds.

No matter how I describe you or speak about you, it will never be enough to express my gratitude, my beloved ones.
O God, reward me for my loss and replace it with something better. O God, our consolation is that they are martyrs in the Gardens of Bliss, by Your permission, O God.

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم
وَلاَ تَحْسَبَنَّ الَّذِينَ قُتِلُو فِي سَبِيلِ الّلهِ أَمْوَاتًا بَلْ أَحْيَاءُ عِنْدَ رَبِّهُمْ يُرْزَقُونَ فَرِحِينَ بِمَا آتَاهُمْ الله مِنْ فَضْلِهِ وَيَسْتَبْشِرُونَ بِالَّذِينَ لَمْ يَلْحَقُو بِهِمْ مِنْ خَلْفِهِم أَلَّا خَوْفٌ عَلَيْهِمْ وَلَا هُمْ يَحْزَنُونَ .... صدق الله العظيم
هاي الآية حكتلي ياها لما كنت عندك الأسبوع اللي فات يا بابا لتصبرنا على فراق Salah Abo Watfa واليوم أنا يا مهجة الروح يا روحي برثيكم يا روح روحي يا بابا وماما ومحمد وأحمد وزين وصلاح وأبو وابنها محمد وابنتها التي لم تولد وشهد وحلا وإلين ، مبارك عليكم ما طلبت من الله مبارك شهادتكم يا أحبابي ربي يتقبلكم ويجعلكم من الضاحكين المستبشرين في جنات النعيم ،
بابا يا بابا يا حبيب قلبي أنت اليوم فزت بما تمنيت يا فخرنا يا سندي في هالدنيا ربنا اخر اصطفاؤك لشهر رمضان وفي يوم الإثنين وفي ساعات الثُلث الأخير من الليل ،
وماما يا نبض قلبي يا وتيني يا ام القلب الحنون يا أم الكل عشتي عمرك صابرة ومحتسبة ومحتضنه الكل يماما ،
ويا محمد آآآآآآه يا محمد يا روحها لروحي يا كريم يا حنون كنا بدنا نفرح فيك بس الحمد الله زفيناك لحور العين مين رح يجيني عالوحدة بالليل من المغازي لغزة ولما يجي عبالي حاجة اقلك بدي يا محمد وتجبلي كلشي يا عمري ،
وأحمد ياسين ابني اللي ربيتو على ايديا وكبر وصار شب بيجنن شهم وشجاع وطيب وكريم لما تصاوبت حكتلي اغمى عليك ولما صحيت لقيت حالك مو مستشهد زعلت كتيييير كنت متمنيها لتلتقي برفيق روحك صلاح الدين والحمد الله نولتها وهياتكم اجتمعتو ،
زين يا طفلي المُدلل يا زلمتي اللي كنت أشوفك رح تكون زلمة شجاع وصلب ومجاهد قد الدنيا يا فاكهه جمعتنا يا روح قلب أختك،
وآية ومحمد كنتي ياروحي مشتاقة كتيير لجوزك نضال الله يرحمه ونفسك ترجعي تجتمعي وربنا يجمعكم مع حمادة وعصفورتك اللي م شفناها وحمادة يا حبيبي يا خالتو رحت مع ماما وبابا وهلاء م رح تحكي وين بابا ،
وحلا يا دكتورتنا يا مرضية يا حنونه أنت اكتر وحدة تدعي تستشهدي حبيبة قلب اختك انتي ،
وشهد يا شهودة يا قمرنا يا ام قلب أبيض يا عمري انتي دايما مشتاقة لصلاح ونفسك تجتمعي معو ولا عاجبك إشي في هالدنيا كنتي وهياتك في دنيا احلا من هالدنيا في جنات النعيم،
وإلين يا اخر العنقود يا مدللة يا حبيبة ماما وحبيبتي اخر مرة شفتك فيها كنتي زي البدر محلاااكي يا عمري ماما اخدتك معها واكيد هلاء مبسوطة يا روحي
وانت يا صلاح الدين يا أبو معاذ يا نبض قلب اختك انت اللي من شوقهم لألك راحولك سنة ونص ونار الشوق اكلت قلوبنا بس الحمد الله رب العالمين
شو ما اوصفكم واحكي عنكم م بوفيكم حقكم يا أحبابي
اللهم آجرني في مُصيبتي واخلفني خيراً منها يالله عزاؤنا يالله أنهم شهداء في جنان النعيم بإذنك يالله