9/11 is the day I lost my grandmother

This is an essay I first wrote a few years back in honour of my grandmother, whom I called naanami. I haven't edited this piece because I would like to keep everything intact. Today also is the first day of the new Islamic lunar year. A sobering reminder for myself first on how I would… Continue reading 9/11 is the day I lost my grandmother

Thoughts on the recent U.S. immigration ban by a Canadian-born American Muslim woman

What is going on in this country? My U.S. citizenship could very well mean nothing soon enough. Perhaps I'm being overly pessimistic. I read an article today on how fascism develops and it always begins with denial. I don't want to be in denial. Of course, I would hope that the two other branches of… Continue reading Thoughts on the recent U.S. immigration ban by a Canadian-born American Muslim woman

9/11 is the day I lost my grandmother

Fifteen years ago today, our world was changed forever. Though I had no personal connection to the victims or the perpetrators of that tragedy, as a Muslim woman living in America, I did not come out of the ordeal unscathed. Thankfully, this country has made some progress – Muslim Americans finally feel empowered and safe… Continue reading 9/11 is the day I lost my grandmother