That's why I quickly got involved: so that no other mother would suffer like me. - Latifa Ibn Ziaten

It's so hard... When the end of February comes, it's the hardest for me. No one can fill that void. Despite all the good I do, the projects and messages of peace I convey, there's this pain inside, the pain of a mother that will never go away. But my children fill me with happiness. My son had a baby last month, it warmed my heart, I'm very happy.

My grandparents and my husband's grandparents lived in M'diq. Imad loved this place, he loved the sea, he was a boy who loved life. I buried him in M'diq because it was his choice. Every time I come, I tell him: "I think I did the right thing burying you here, it's hard for me because I'm far from you." But his grave faces the sea and he's surrounded by his family. When I miss talking to him, I buy a plane ticket and go to Morocco. When I go to see him, I stay an hour, two hours, I tell him everything, I clean the grave, I tell him I'll come back.

Since Covid, many children have dropped out of school in Morocco. So we're going to try to recruit these 10-, 11-, and 12-year-olds, and then there will be others of all ages. We'll work with local public schools. The center will be open Monday to Saturday, from 8:30 a.m. to 5:30 p.m., to guide young people who have dropped out of school, support them, and work with their parents.