Where My Roots Lie

The place where my grandfather lies, alongside his father and mother, their parents, my uncles, and generations of other relatives is in a patch of land on the hillside of a hamlet in the occupied West Bank. My last memory of him was seeing him leave to go “home” after being diagnosed with cancer almost 20 years ago. Standing now at the green gate where my roots lie, I see the sign for a prayer: “Peace be unto you, the people of this abode from the believers and those who submitted, and we are, b … [Read more...]

What is a Mother to Do?

As a human being, the widespread violence in Gaza is distressing, to say the least.  As a mother, it is utterly heartbreaking. To see picture after picture of young infants and children, dead or gravely injured will shatter any mother's heart. I cannot even begin to imagine the nightmare that child's own mother must be going through.Often, when the Palestinian plight is mentioned, we are told "Keep them in your prayers," yet it never seems like enough.  As I sit here in my own warm, safe home, … [Read more...]


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