Ode to a Blue Recliner

I claimed you Old, tattered, torn… missing pieces the ones that used to matter but you came from the one who owned you the one who reclined on you for comfort on those long chemo days on those wretched post-surgery days the only sure respite from it all you… and his cat   I claimed…

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My little buddy

My little buddy walks in the kitchen and gets me smiling even before I get my morning coffee! I throw him a compliment and he catches it on his swing out the door with a flare only a confident loving preschooler can muster. He points his index fingers at me like he’s about to shoot…

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Playing with my son

He is making noise with the kapla, I love the sound of wooden blocks, so I go and check what he’s building. I lie down next to his construction area (cuz what I really want to do is sleep, but this is too compelling to miss). What are you making? A door, you take these……

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Minimalism: the look vs the lifestyle

As you know I’ve been debating whether or not I’m a minimalist , in the broadest sense of the word. As a concept I fully agree with it, and I’m completely on board, but I wondered if I can truly call myself a minimalist simply because despite this frame of mind, I’m still surrounded by…

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Breather

My chest feels constricted. I announced I’m not going to the beach. I need a break. You go, have fun, I need to be alone. I just finished folding the laundry and coaxing the kids to put it away IN the drawers, NEATLY. I just reorganized their drawers three days ago. I just washed all…

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Half Breed

I once overheard someone proudly calling herself a “halfbreed.” It caught me off guard. I lost my footing for a split of a second. It fogged my brain and made me dizzy for an instant. I tried to convince myself that I must have misunderstood. But I hadn’t. Because she went on to explain that…

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Amira

Amira started off as an illustrator of Muslim holiday and special occasion cards, which is what grabbed my attention at first. She and I met in Tripoli, Libya, first on FB (of course), and then in person, when I invited her to be the featured artist at my Caterpillar Café, which she happily did, by…

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Family Reunion

Two weeks ago, (on FIFA ’18 soccer final weekend) I travelled with my kids to visit my mother and her side of the family for the first family reunion in eight years. I hadn’t been to the last one, so this was my first one since my grandparents’ fiftieth wedding anniversary a few decades back.…

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Khadija

  Salaam Alaykum, if I were to meet you for the first time, what would I learn about you? My name is Khadija. As an American hijab wearing Muslim I come across a lot of preconceived ideas as to which box I should fit in. When I meet people for the first time, especially since…

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