In 2015, the situation in Yemen became unbearable. The violence and chaos were relentless, forcing me to make the painful decision to leave. I fled to the UK, seeking asylum and hoping for the day I could reunite with my wife and young daughter. Leaving Yemen meant not only escaping the war but also abandoning my family and my livelihood in agriculture, a decision that weighed heavily on me.
The separation from my family was excruciating. I left my wife and daughter in a conflict-ridden war zone, and the worry for their safety consumed me. Night after night, I lay awake, plagued by thoughts of their well-being. Loneliness became my constant companion, and my health deteriorated further. Years of managing diabetes and hypertension grew more challenging under the strain of separation.
I made daily attempts to reach my family, but the unreliable communication and weak internet in Yemen only heightened my frustration and helplessness. Each missed call or failed message felt like another blow to my heart.
The day finally came when I was reunited with my daughter at the airport in the UK. The joy of seeing her again was profound, but it was overshadowed by the tragic loss of her mother, who had died in a crossfire in Yemen. While the loss was immense, seeing my little girl, knowing she had survived, brought me a deep sense of relief and gratitude. She was now the only family I had left, and she was my beacon of hope through the darkness.
Here in the UK, my daughter feels a sense of safety that we never had in Yemen. She looks forward to starting school, making new friends, and building a future. Her happiness reassures me that despite everything we have lost, we have found a place where we can begin anew.
My plans are now focused on taking care of my health and ensuring a bright future for my daughter. After years of uncertainty, we are ready to embrace this new chapter together. She will work hard and grow up in a place where her dreams can come true.
I am deeply grateful for all the support that made our reunion possible. Without it, we might still be apart. Reuniting with my daughter has given me new hope and strength, and I am thankful beyond words.
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