Sirens, alarming sirens, and then silence. It’s past midnight, and the silence is deafening. Wind gushing outside as the snow tries to penetrate the dense clouds. Winter chills came back, and as we are waiting for spring to go forward, chilling news ravaged the screen. As I watched the news today, I heard the sad news and more unfortunate news: Nurses were harassed at anti- lockdown protests around the nation. Nurses were called UNETHICAL, DISGUSTING, and VIRUS. I can’t hold my anger. I tried to calm down and checked what they were fighting for. Oh yeah, they have their freedom, standing for their God-given rights, the second amendment. The right to live with the freedom to make their own choices. Nobody wants this to happen. Now is not the time to blame anyone. The virus is here to stay unless a vaccine will be developed and protect us. Everyone is prone to this virus invasion. It doesn’t matter how old you are, strong and healthy, and immunocompromised. It doesn’t respect race, gender, or economic class. COVID 19 will break you down. Crushed you beyond imagination. Nurses have been in this battle since day one. We are not just battling against COVID 19. We have been fighting our rights for protection, rights to proper PPE, rights to be treated with dignity and respect in our own facilities, and now this, our rights to fight for our patients and the people who want to live. These protests aren’t helping at all. It is indeed a slap in our faces. What would make these people understand that every time we go to work, we are a foot away from our deathbed? Many nurses succumb to this virus. They didn’t ask for it. They have a calling to do, to help the victims of this fierce enemy. They fought head to head with the virus just to fight for their patients. COVID 19 is no joke. It is severe, and in the blink of an eye, you can die, you may lose your loved ones. And the worst part of this is you die alone without your family. And the only hands which are holding you during those breathtaking situations are nurse’s hands. Oh yes, the nurses who were ridiculed, insulted, and called “traitor” and “no shame”. It crushed my heart and spirit. Is it worth it? Is it all worth it? I have been asking myself, and I am sure many of my co nurses are asking the same question right now. We have been struggling with physical, emotional, and mental fatigue with this unknown enemy. We have learned that even when we are weary and knocked down, we stand up and continue to fight the battle unknown. Do you know what makes us strong? We have each other. We have each other’s shoulder to cry on. We were holding hands together and encouraged one another not to lose hope. We pray for one another. We help each other. We learn to laugh and cry at the same time, and nobody condemns. We are a tribe of nurses. We are made strong by people like you. Just make sure what you said against us will not backfire on you. Because when you acquire the destructive COVID 19, you will need us, you will rely on us, and you will ask for our hands to hold you and assure you of life. And we will be there. We will do our job, and we will respect our calling with dignity because we are a TRIBE OF NURSES.