Some springs arrive in silence. Others arrive in fire.
March 1st. The first day of a new month, bringing us closer to spring—renewal, hope, life. But for Bosnia and Herzegovina, March 1st marks something far more profound. On this day in 1992, my homeland declared independence from Yugoslavia… and that’s when all hell broke loose. What followed was hell on earth, a darkness that shaped my past and found its way into my stories.
It shaped the child I was, the woman I became, and the writer I had to be.
📚 Remember Me (Sjeti me se), Haunting from the Past are more than books—they are my truth, my memories, my way of ensuring that what happened is never forgotten.
But even after the harshest winter, spring always comes. And so, we remember, we honor, and we move forward. 🌿✨
About the AuthorSanela Ramic Jurich is a survivor of the Yugoslav war and the author of several novels inspired by lived experience. She writes to remember, to honor, and to ensure that even the darkest chapters are never erased. View Sanela's complete profile

Sanela Ramic Jurich is a survivor of the Yugoslav war and the
author of several novels inspired by lived experience.
She writes to remember, to honor, and to ensure that even
the darkest chapters are never erased.

The day I left my home country forever was August 26, 1992 — my sixteenth birthday


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