Ramadan has come and gone, along with Eid. I wish I could create the atmosphere of Ramadan in Jerusalem in my home but I can’t. I miss it. I hope to go back with my son one day. But this isn’t about Ramadan per say, it’s about the 4th of July and the fireworks that … More 4th of July
I am sad. Not because something bad happened, or someone hurt my feelings but because I realized that my baby, Mr. handsome, is no longer a baby. He isn’t tiny enough to fit in my arms. He no longer coos when he is delighted to see me. He screams “Mommy”! He no longer is a … More Tonight, I am sad.
I love this parody…it’s just too funny!
This post was going around facebook a couple of weeks ago. It’s sweet really. I think older couples have a lot of wisdom to give but that isn’t what caught my eye. It was the comments following the post. Some were legitimate, like abuse but others were just excuses. We live in … More How to stay together forever
I have heard this word a lot lately from various women I know. It seemed like a common thread among them. A sort of code for something bigger and scarier than they wanted to admit. I dislike the word, no dislike is too nice. I despise the word. I feel like it’s a way to … More Coward
I have been having a lot of conversations lately but not with people. Well, not with a person that is with us today. The person I have been talking to is my unborn child. We have talked about love, life, why people act the way they do, family and why people call each other mean … More Conversations
It’s a story non-the-less but it isn’t your typical love story. That is the line in my head. I don’t know why it is stuck there but it sure is. I have been reading a lot of entries on love InshAllah‘s website lately and I guess I just wanted to discuss it. Share with someone … More This isn’t a love story.
Now, I know I’m using a title for a book but it’s fitting to describe the night I had. I have been suffering from a stomach bug for the past day and night. I feel like a balloon with too much air in it that just needs to pop. (Yes, I realize that I am … More A tale of two cities
Can I call you Taxi driver? because I don’t know your name. There has been so many and honestly, why learn your name when our time together is so short. Why bother? All I want to do is get from point A to point B. No, I don’t want to hear about how you get … More Dear Taxi Driver
The other day I was walking home and I passed two ladies sitting at a restaurant. One older woman and the other was younger. I’m assuming they were mother and daughter. It made me miss my mom. I miss having lunch with her at panera. I miss her coming to visit me when I lived … More Lunch
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