2 Husbands and 1 Pair of Shoes

2 Husbands and 1 Pair of Shoes

Life has not slowed down since the last blog I wrote where I was the Middle East traveler and went to 5 countries in 2 months.  Well, that is not entirely true about slowing down.  At the end of May we had the joy and privledge of attending our 3rd son’s...
A Chance to be Woven Back In

A Chance to be Woven Back In

A five-minute drive from my home took me to the narrow alley way of Duaa. In between tall buildings and tight spaces, filled with too much humanity and buildings in disrepair, I climb the dark stair well to Duaa’s apartment. Our phone lights were needed to keep us...
Giving Dignity Back

Giving Dignity Back

It was a typical visit to my refugee friend’s home. We laughed. We caught up on their latest joys and challenges. We laughed some more. We shared food (an absolute Middle Eastern must). They delighted in the warm used socks I brought them. Then they placed something...
The Jackal’s Howled

The Jackal’s Howled

I didn’t want to risk catching whatever could be caught.  Oh, I had my list of excuses.  We were travelling. I had just seen her.  Surely, she was still, ok? But then I received the text that let me know everything was not alright. That the sickness was...