Nurturing, compassionate, generous, noble,courageous, heroic, unparalleled,
Mr. Elie Hobeika.
With tears in their eyes and flowers in their hands people paid tribute to
their national hero. Sad at the loss, which can not be compensated yet
pride
was all over their faces,sacrificed their son of the soil. His was a death
for a noble cause of dying for one's own country. Such men are not born
everyday, they belong to the rare class of humanity, who are an example in
themselves, and they are the ones who set precedents. And they themselves
are unprecedented....
Since January 24th 2002, I have only awakened to a nightmare--the
nightmare
of life without you Elie, and this I cannot bear. The memories showing
your
pictures non stop... in my mind; you are so alive and tangible that I can
almost touch you, but it is only "almost" because already I cannot.
Elie Hobeika, you were the pillar of fire before the camp and now we are
left as only the camp, alone, in the dark, and it is so cold and sad for
us
all. I know we are talking in terms of a national tragedy, but how can you
try to comfort an entire people or include them in your personal pain,
when
many do not stop crying, and we are mute, feeling the enormous void that
is
left only by your absence?
Few truly knew you. They can still talk a lot about you, but I feel that
they know nothing about the depth of the pain, the disaster and, yes, this
terrible void, for us, the family and the friends, who are left only as
the
camp, without you, our pillar of fire.
Elie, you were, and still are, our hero. I want you know that in all I
have
ever done, I have always seen you before my eyes. Your esteem and love
accompanied us in every step and on every path, and we lived in the light
of
your values. You never abandoned us, and now "they" have abandoned you, my
eternal hero--cold and lonely--and I can do nothing to save you, you who
are
so wonderful.
People greater than I have already eulogized you, but none of them was
fortunate like myself [to feel] the caress of your warm, soft hands and
the
warm embrace that was just for us, or your smiles which will always say so
much, the same smile that is no more, and froze with you. I have no
feelings
of revenge because my pain and loss are so big, too big. The ground has
slipped away from under our feet, and we are trying, somehow, to sit in
this
empty space that has been left behind, in the meantime, without any
particular success. I am incapable of fini****ng, but it appears that a
strange Cabal..., a miserable person, has already finished for me. Having
no
choice, I part from you, a hero, and ask that you rest in peace, that you
think about us and miss us, because we here, down below, love you so
much...
our only consolation is our complete faith in our God's special place for
you, up there with him for ever, and that he will know how to take care of
the "assassins" in time...
To the angels of heaven that are accompanying you now, I ask that they
watch
over you, that they guard you well, because you deserve such a guard. We
will love you Elie Hobeika, always.
The secret of selling yourself is to have a product you truly believe in.
Elie Hobeika is the perfect embodiment of these words. He is a kind,
nurturing, compassionate, generous, noble,courageous, heroic,
unparalleled,
unmatched, dependable, sup****tive, humorous, intelligent, clever,
sometimes
hilarious, talented, amazing, entertaining, proud, disciplined, profoundly
interesting man. He gave me my deeply appreciated "knowledge...," and
along
with tons of do***ents and more... . The world was my oyster as we
travelled
from town to town, city to city, country to country, with the greatest man
ever, Elie Hobeika.
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