Happy Birthday to Barry Katz. I was 23 years old and it was Spring of 2015. I had one semester of college left and I was working at a toy store as the store manager. I realized to late that throughout my college years, should have been interning instead of working full time but you… Continue reading #158 Barry freaking Katz
Wow, this blog felt really good to write. It has been a while…HI EVERYONE…I've thought about writing everyday but nothing has inspired me…and sometimes when I try to write…nothing comes out…I don't know if this piece even makes sense..but I have been having mixed feelings about my city and I just wanted to write about… Continue reading #157 To my city.
What happens to you when you are scared? For me, it depends on the type of scared. There are different version of scared in my head. Sometimes I loose the feeling to my arms and legs for a couple of second. Sometimes my body shakes slightly. Sometimes its hard to breathe. Sometimes I can't speak.… Continue reading #156 scared
A knock on the door and a hobbit hole. A grey bearded wizard appears by the name of Gandalf the Grey. With a walking stick and a mighty tan. Subtle music in the background making me sleepy. I look around and there is Sam the Wise in his brown cape hiding in a corner. Merry… Continue reading #155 A Hobbit’s Party.
28 June 5, 1992 is my birthday. My 28th birthday lands on a Friday this year. What a memorable year this has been so far. Although it has been a tough 6 months, it has still had its blessings. I feel extremely blessed and grateful to have friends and family that want to celebrate. They… Continue reading #154 happy 28 birthday to me.
Every time the news airs the clip on how George Floyd was murdered I have to look away. It hurts to much to watch. Tonight the clip came on as I was watching the news with my family. I could hear George struggling and I wanted to cry. It's not fair that he was killed.… Continue reading #153 George Floyd
It has been a crazy couple of weeks. First off, Ramadan finished. Right after Ramadan, Muslims celebrate Eid, which is essentially our Christmas. Unfortunately, Eid was not the most festive. The last couple of days of Ramadan were extremely stressful and Eid was the same. I am not going to get into it because its… Continue reading #152 Is motivation a lie?
Dear Hillary Clinton, I know you will probably never read this letter, yet I still wanted to write to you. Maybe some day you will come across this casual ramble even though you probably get so many letters. How did you handle being bullied by Donald Trump? How did America choose a President that treats… Continue reading #151 Dear Hillary Clinton
There is something about empty streets in the middle of the night. Street lights shining in the dark as the street lights change from green, yellow and red. I can't help but enjoy the the quiet of the streets and the glowing of the street lights. It reminds me of the Notebook, when Ally and… Continue reading #150 alone
***ALLAH means GOD in arabic. When I was a little girl, I would lay next to my mom at night in her bed. My father worked till 11pm, so I would lay with my mom till he got home. Mom and I had a ritual. I would shower and then lay next to her while… Continue reading #149 The Five Pillars of Faith