" I had a mobile phone and computer store back in Syria. It was completely looted during the fighting. I came here to find work, but I couldn't afford to bring my family with me. When I left, I kissed my son and told him that I was leaving, and I didn't know where I was going. He was crying so hard that we had to lock him in the house as I said goodbye to my wife. I haven't even met my second son."
"What are your happiest memories of your son?"
"every time I went to work, he'd run after me. And after I came home, he'd run to me." (Erbil, IraQ)