زهرة سافرت في دمي

In the early hours of March 24, 1976, the streets of Buenos Aires shook with tanks as soldiers seized the presidential palace and ousted Argentina's leader. The country was now under the control of a military junta, led by Army Commander Jorge Rafael Videla. With covert support from the United States and the tacit approval of a broad segment of the Argentine population, tired of constant bombings and armed clashes, the junta quickly launched Operation National Reorganization or “El Proceso” – a euphemism that belies its brutal campaign to crush the political left and instill “Western Christian” values ​​in the country. The military junta remained in power until 1983, wreaking havoc on an entire generation. One of the army's most heinous acts is the kidnapping of hundreds of pregnant women. After giving birth in captivity, they are forcibly disappeared, and their children are secretly handed over to other families, many of which are headed by police or military officers. As for the mothers of their pregnant daughters and their daughters-in-law, their grief lies in two things: the disappearance of their children, and the theft of their grandchildren. A group of fierce grandmothers form the Grandmothers of Mayo Square, dedicated to finding stolen children and seeking justice from a country that betrayed them. At a time when speaking out risks death, grandmothers confront military officers and launch protests to reach diplomats and international journalists. They become detectives, go undercover to monitor the suspicious descendants, and even work alongside a distinguished American scientist to develop groundbreaking genetic tests. The book “A Flower Traveled in My Blood” is one of the rare non-fiction books that reads like a novel and arouses the reader’s emotions. It is the result of years of in-depth archival research and meticulous original reporting. This work heralds the emergence of a bright new talent in the world of narrative journalism. In these pages, a regime attempts to terrorize an entire country, but love wins. The amazing stories of grandmothers reveal new truths about memory, identity, and family.