Batool Al-Majali: “Grant me patience, O Lord… my heart is bleeding.” Batool Al-Majali: “I never knew that your absence from me would destroy my entire being.”

The obituary written by Batool Al-Majali for her late sister, lawyer Zeina Abdulrahman Al-Majali, shook the emotions of followers. Her words delved deep into cruelty and pain, spreading widely across social media and reviving memories of the late Zeina’s dreams, kindness, and professionalism—qualities attested to by everyone who knew her.

With words dripping with sorrow, Batool mourned her sister, who was taken from life by a treacherous incident, leaving behind an unfillable void in the hearts of her family and all who had known her humanity and noble character. Zeina, known for her good reputation and refined professional presence, became a shared grief that transcended the boundaries of family and reached everyone who read the farewell words.

Batool wrote, in an obituary resembling written tears: “I entered into an eternal retreat of grief with myself… Grant me patience, O Lord… my heart is bleeding and my soul has been torn apart by pain… I never knew that your absence from me would destroy my being and break all my remaining dreams, O Zeina of life.”

Only hours after the tragedy, the sister of the late Zeina returned to write even harsher words, as if she were screaming her sister’s name into the void: “Zeina, pain of the heart, of life and of time… lady of all girls, kind, gentle, and virtuous… where are you, where did you go and leave your sister? Who will support me? Who will comfort me? Who will stand by me?”

She added, with sorrow that captures the magnitude of loss: “I will cry for you all my life… happiness in my life stopped here… I will never return to being the old Batool after your absence, which broke me, slaughtered me, suffocated me, and even killed me… I am now a body without a soul.”

Batool’s obituary was not merely farewell words, but a testimony of love and pain, and a mirror reflecting a human tragedy that reminded us of the cruelty of loss when it comes suddenly, and the impact of absence when it takes away a person who was a refuge, warmth, and support to those around her.

Zeina Al-Majali has departed, but her good legacy and her sister’s words remain as a painful witness that some absences never heal, and some sorrows are written to endure.