She demanded justice all her life, and much like James Baldwin, who could not live six decades more to see the “progress” he was constantly promised, “progress” has taken more than my grandmother’s time. We are yet to see the fruits of our decades-old patience. I am heartbroken that she died without having seen a free Palestine, though I promise her that the grandchildren have not forgotten. This fight is a revolution until victory. Rifqa embodied that until her very last breath.
