Five years ago, I lived on Borneo, with three kids under 6. I was The Parent of my household. I can’t really say how it happened – I certainly never intended to be The Parent. If you were to ask The Wage-earning Partner in my marriage, I suspect you may hear a distant cough sounding like … More Are you a writer? Do you aspire to be a writer? Follow me, walk through that open door.
Damascus in my heart In the early days of December 2007, I stood on Mount Qasioun with my husband and my daughter and looked out over the sprawling city of Damascus, hoping that we could make a happy home there. Three years later, we left this amazing country where we had made our home. … More Damascus – forever in my heart
Today, I took my kids to Happyland, an indoor play center here in Muscat. Surprisingly, they love it. Unsurprisingly, I don’t. Watching my two daughters zooming around on a carousel full of blinking lights that is supposed to be the galaxy, I feel it. The fear, creeping up on me. Has the machine been maintained … More Do you allow fear to live in your mind?