Reckless Love
Jewish families (like my own) lined the streets of my neighborhood, the next neighborhood, and so on. My parents, two older brothers...
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Dec 21, 20187 min read
Beyond Our Beginnings
However, one piece was always missing: my mother. She committed suicide when I was just eight months old, so everything I know about...
Dec 13, 20187 min read
A Latecomer’s Dream
I believe that an underrated statement is when people say the “mid-life crisis” can change your existence. I should know. Earlier this...
Dec 10, 20189 min read
Each and Every Journey
My parents—my father especially—were very liberal for the society in which we lived. A retired army officer, my father was well-educated...
Dec 8, 20187 min read
Tilling a New Path
My mother took the highway and never looked back, not even at me! My father was left to care for me alone and since he lacked childcare...
Dec 7, 20187 min read
Up in Flames
For as long as I can remember, all I desired was a simple life for my family, alone in the wilderness. This wasn’t without struggle...
Dec 4, 20187 min read
Killer Passion
Nothing is as exhilarating as feeling the wind against your face on a speeding motorbike. It’s a power only the rider controls. I thought...
Nov 29, 20187 min read
Seeking the Light
My parents were not rich, but we had enough to go around. My dad was a businessman, and my mom taught at a primary school. In the absence...
Nov 23, 20187 min read
Where There Is Healing
But as it goes, an unrest seemed to clench my heart, and being so young, I did not know what that feeling even was or why these answers...
Nov 21, 20187 min read
Where My Heart Resides
While my work has brought peace to my soul and the wonderful feeling of helping others has always been present, much of my career was...
Nov 21, 20186 min read
A Dream in Sight
And while both were “uneducated” (in the sense that my father dropped out after 8th grade, and my mother had never been to school a day...
Nov 14, 20187 min read
A Climbing Spirit
“I’m kicking you out. Come get your stuff.”
I was 16 when I read this devastating text from my stepfather. No money. No job. And now ...
Nov 13, 20186 min read
More Than the Struggle
My childhood was a long-term nightmare that I couldn’t wake up from. My father was very violent and abusive, so I never had a chance...
Nov 9, 20187 min read
Onward!
People around me see a beautiful picture of my life. They see a young entrepreneur who owns a nice flat and went to Dubai for her...
Nov 9, 20186 min read
When I Lost, I Became
On hot summer nights, my parents would pack up a picnic and take my us to the beach by the lake. The cool water breeze off the lake was...
Nov 7, 20187 min read
Worth It All
Growing up I was an extremely naughty kid who loved to mess with people. Most of the time, it was all in good fun, but I remember one...
Nov 4, 20187 min read
In My Wildest Dreams
In 1999, my parents faced some financial struggles, so Grammy and Grandpa opened the door to us. It was just like the weekends we...
Nov 1, 20189 min read
Hence, the Crossing Point
My parents were very alert people, writers who valued the fundamental rights of humans. The arts took the place of religion in our family...
Nov 1, 20186 min read
Tumbling into Joy
I was born on August 18, 1988 to a timid mother and a drug-addicted father. My father was in the picture for the first six months of...
Oct 30, 20186 min read
Tackling Happiness
As a boy, I was enamored by my father’s sharp business suits and his title of a lawyer. While I looked up to him, I did so at a distance...
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