What Nobody Tells You About Muslim Marriage
Our first year nearly ended because of where to live. What saved us was an imam who understood setting boundaries.
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In Egypt, a divorced woman is a tragedy. I decided to be a plot twist instead.
Our first year nearly ended because of where to live. What saved us was an imam who understood setting boundaries.
In Hungary, everyone assumed I was born Muslim. Actually, I found Islam at 31.
At school I was too Muslim. At the mosque I was too Australia. I spent years feeling like I belonged nowhere.
When nobody else stepped up, our tiny mosque became the place everyone came to — for everyone who needed it.
When nobody else stepped up, our community hall became the last line of defence — Muslim and non-Muslim alike.
I've answered 'but why can't you drink?' approximately four hundred times. Here's my actual answer.
Our first year nearly ended because of the wedding guest list. What saved us was an imam who understood marriage counselling.
I spent 26 years searching for meaning in baptist. Then a neighbour changed everything.
People keep asking me to choose between my culture and my faith. I refuse.
Fasting while serving in the military in Ottawa tested everything I thought I knew about community.
It wasn't science that pulled me away. It was pain. And it wasn't theology that brought me back. It was beauty.
I've answered 'why can't you eat pork?' approximately four hundred times. Here's my actual answer.