Vote! Patheos Blogs (Including Mine) Nominated for Brass Crescent Awards

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Ok, this is my Sally Fields moment – you like me! You really, really like me! And not just me – but I feel your love for all the great bloggers, writers and columnists at the Patheos Muslim Channel, who throw their passion into their writing and share it with you. I’m so excited that six of our bloggers and upcoming bloggers have been nominated for a Brass Crescent award this year, which honors the best from the Muslim Blogosphere. Click here to vote! Our blogs are in the best of … [Read more...]

The Inner Circle of Friends

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This was the texting conversation had with a good friend of mine a few days after my family (and a few others) had enjoyed a dinner party at her place: Her- “Oh! And I found Lil D’s underpants. They were in the attic.” Me - “Ha! He went all the way up there? Embarrassing. You have a bathroom up there?” Her - “Yes we do. Don’t worry about it at all. I’ll give it to you next time.” Me - “Thanks. And I’m sorry about that.” Her - “Please, don’t even think … [Read more...]

I Don’t Feel Well

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I felt it coming on Friday – that tickle in my throat that I knew would get big if I didn’t nip it in the bud, fast. And though I started my usual cold-averting tricks, spending 1.5 hours outside under the lights Friday evening at Hamza’s soccer game as I screamed and cheered him on didn’t help my throat any. By the end of the night, the throat was hurting. Hurting bad. Salt-water gargles, Airborne, medicine, hot tea with ginger and honey, turmeric in milk – I dug into my arsenal. … [Read more...]

Heart of Gold

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One child needed help understanding the terms of the scientific process when conducting an experiment. Then she needed help with calculations based on absolute numbers. Then another needed help with estimation problems in math. The six-year-old needed to be scolded to get back to coloring his patterns. Another child wanted me to explain what “setting” meant when writing a story. Still another needed to be quizzed for a reading comprehension test. And the eldest, who was prepping for his … [Read more...]

A Big Brother in Autism Land

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When I glance up at the clock from my computer, I see that it’s 5:30 p.m. Where does the time go? As many times as I’ve vowed to cook dinner earlier in the day so I’m not panicked to make Lil D’s 6:30-7:00 p.m. dinner deadline, inevitably it comes down to the last hour. I click my laptop shut and move two feet into the kitchen and get to work. Lil D is out with his therapist on one of his CBI outings (community-based instructions), and I’m pretty sure Amal is in the dining room … [Read more...]

A Bus Story – The Small Things That Matter

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You guys. You guys! I was working on a post, something I had been mulling over the past two weeks, but I have to put that aside and share this. Because it matters. It’s so small, so seemingly insignificant, but it really, really matters. Lil D came home on the bus today. Since school started up two weeks ago and with my in-laws out of town, I am left to manage the afternoon bus/pick-up schedule by myself most days. With Hamza in kindergarten in a school that doesn’t have bussing, I … [Read more...]

9/11 – How Do We Keep Praying When it Often Feels Like too Much?

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A dear friend posted the question on social media last night – What is your 9/11 memory? The responses came flooding in, and as things are wont to happen in this day and age, my husband and I, sitting on opposite ends of the couch, both responded on our phones – our answers posting within seconds of each other. He at the hospital, the last year of residency in midtown Manhattan, in a patient’s room when they both turned to the television to witness the horrors occurring mere miles away. … [Read more...]


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