Memoir

  • I once lost a Starbucks. Seriously. It was April of 2012 on I-85 north of Atlanta. I saw a Starbucks and I made a mental note of it. Then, I dropped my son off a few exits down with his grandmother who had met us halfway from Florida.  It was my kid’s spring break. This

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  • A paranormal reality TV show changed my life. This is a bold statement coming from a girl who never watches TV, who gets her news from NPR, and who, at the time, was living in the Middle East as an ambassador’s wife. Life transformation occurs in magical, unexpected ways. Mine happened at the intersection of

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  • I am still redefining my Islam, this is where I start: It is an Opening (such as the first ayah in the Qu’ran) rather than a closing. It makes me accessible to humanity, compassion, and kindness. Being a Muslim places upon me the duty for righteous acts and justice, but not in a way that…

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