We decided to steal a moment of joy out of our painful reality, so we gathered at my cousin’s house. When leaving Syria to Jordan he had carried with him some videos of events and parties that we had with relatives, thinking that he can carry with him some of the happy moments and memories that we lived in our country. We gathered around the TV looking forward to watching the videos, our children were playing around us. We remembered our beautiful nights in Syria. However, moments into watching, relatives whom we had lost in Syria started appearing on the screen; our laughter turned into tears as we remembered them with sadness. We realized that what we had done was bring in sorrow, and my cousin realized that what he did was carry over the pain.