I had to leave Qamishli in 2012. There was no work, no services, no electricity. I had to abandon my house, my shop and all my belongings.
My son Reyan was only few months old at that time and had to be carried. I walked a few hours with him on my back. We only brought his clothes and some diapers, and even left his blanket on the road because it was too heavy for us. I managed to buy the sewing machine in Dohuk, where I go with my husband to buy new fabrics.
Noujdan was born here in Domiz camp two years ago, in MSF maternity. Everything went well but I do not want to have more children as I do not have enough money to raise them.
My family is receiving food tickets. They were stopped for nine months but we started receiving them again. My husband was working in construction works, but he broke his knee a few weeks ago. He was treated in the emergency hospital in Dohuk and is getting better but cannot work yet.
In Syria, my children had no identity. Here at least, they exist. As long as I can manage to live here, with minimum water and electricity, I will stay here. (March 1, 2017)