Nesreta's dedication to missing son: I'm covered by wrinkles, but I'm tired of looking for you.

The chairman of the “Association of Mothers” in Gjakova, Nesrete Kumnova, has made a touching dedication to her missing son for 21 years. On March 31, 1999, Nesrete's son Albion was kidnapped by Serb forces, and his fate is not known to this day. Except for his son, in the household [...]
In addition to his son, Nesrete's grandson Artan Efendija, groom Gezim Deva, neighbors Lutfi and Bekim Bunnjak and Shkelzen Binishi were kidnapped in the Kumnova family home.
Nesret writes that she is not tired of searching despite the fact that she has been covered by the wrinkles of life. She says she is disappointed with all those responsible who were not committed enough to whitewash the fate of the found.
The complete post of Nesrete Kumnovo:
My dear son, over two decades I have searched for you in the streets of your homeland, Gjakova and Kosovo, who were delivered with your blood and all the fallen ones, but I found you nowhere!
I couldn't find a sign to fuck with you, to talk to you! With whom does my mother talk, for two decades I've been covered by the wrinkles of my life but I've never tired of asking for your fate, son!
And today, 21 years later, we still can't get to the doorstep of another invisible enemy who has again locked us in our homes and is taking innocent lives around the globe!
We may have hoped that the matter of dawning your fate would finally end, but from this invisible enemy, perhaps even the search process of your fate and all who end up missing!
Today and more, I am disappointed by all those responsible and not engaged enough to appease our wounded hearts, finally bring you back to your body, and visit your grave.
I don't understand how I can continue my life without you, without a trace, but my mother is proud of your being, of the joys you've given us, of the successes you've been in!
My son Albion, only the pride we had and that you sacrificed for the freedom of Kosovo, defeats our great pain!
Albion, my son, today my mother can't even stand out in the center of town and protest, speak publicly about pain and grief, expectations and disappointment!
Fatherland, give your life to your country. Your home awaits you to rest in the land of peace.












