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Tag Archives: Riyadh
That Small, Brown Bottle
Maryam spent the first eight years of her life shuttling between Egypt and Saudi Arabia. When she was nine, I married her father– her birth mom was not active in our lives– thus becoming her step-mom, and so she … Continue reading
Revert or Convert?
In the early 1990s, I belonged a group of Muslim women, both ex-pats and Arabs, who gathered regularly to learn more about Islam and to socialize. Several such groups existed, a few of which had been established formally in lovely villas for the express purpose of giving … Continue reading
Passing the Torch
My father is dying. The dying process began May 17, 2006– his first trip to the ER– and has accelerated during the last three months. My memories of Riyadh have grown insistent as his body has grown weak. Many an … Continue reading
Living Authentically
“Living authentically” is a catchphrase these days, but do you know what it means? I did not, until I pondered my friend’s comments regarding my “Return to Riyadh” dreams. She suggested that I had not been living authentically. What, … Continue reading
Return to Riyadh
After I repatriated to the United States in 1998, I began dreaming about returning to Riyadh. These were night dreams, and they all had the same plot. In the dreams, I wanted– needed– to get back to Riyadh, but I couldn’t. … Continue reading
Why a Blog?
Does the Internet need one more blog? No, but I do, and so does whoever wants to read what I write. Having developed a near addiction to other people’s blogs, I realized how deep and far the blogosphere extends. I want to jump … Continue reading
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