Evangeline Emmanuel
Bio
I am a healthcare professional with a love for writing!
Stories (3/0)
Until We Meet Again
As a refugee coming from Syria to Lebanon, I had no expectations. Coming to Beirut, Lebanon, I hoped for a life better than Raqqa, Syria. However, that hope for a better life consisted of nothing more than the bare minimum of love from my husband, Jamal, and our love taking us somewhere better than the shambles of life we knew in Raqqa. Our struggle began about a decade ago, when the Syrian Civil War broke and the stability we had known vanished. Coming to Beirut was a blessing as a refugee. However, I was not prepared for the calamity that fell upon us on August 4th of 2020 which came to be known as the Beirut Explosion. After months of grieving Jamal’s death in the explosion, I am opening the black little notebook Jamal always wrote in, which I found in his dresser. I want to feel closer with him. I want to learn more about his thoughts the day before he passed away, feel his spirit close to mine, and most of all, to reassure myself that he loved me; he was all I had and my only friend. As I open the book my only thoughts are, "Jamal I hope your spirit is at rest, and wherever you are, Jamal, I hope you are safe."
By Evangeline Emmanuel3 years ago in Families
Remembering the Real Mothers Of Gynecology-
Institutionalized racism is a concept we have heard more and more after George Floyd’s murder. We have seen racism against Black Americans across all spectrums, however, America’s Medical System, its evolution of modern science, and practices are all a direct product of racism, abuse, and non-ethical standards. Today, I want to highlight the abuse of several black, enslaved, women who underwent the exploitation of a racist and unethical physician, James Marion Sims, a 19th century doctor who was known, initially, as the “Father of Gynecology,” a title that has been taken away after uncovering the truth.
By Evangeline Emmanuel3 years ago in Viva
Dukha and My Suffering
The pessimism of life relates to how the only consistent thing we humans go through is suffering. Every human being indulges in some sort of suffering. Whether it be an illness, divorce, death, etc., it is the only constant thing in life. I believe “dukkha” (meaning suffering in Pali) is something easily obtained, however, it is harder to escape it. Suffering only comes from “trsna” or thirst for objects of existence and non-existence. Thirst is something all humans have, we thirst to be loved, we thirst for success, we thirst for concepts that are not even tangible. Such a thirst leads to inevitable loss. And how do we get rid of such a thirst? We must let go.
By Evangeline Emmanuel3 years ago in Longevity