As I lay on the asphalt, the lady reached out: “Monsieur. Monsieur. Are you okay? Dizzy or something?”
“I’m fine. Thank you,” I replied as I was pulling my leg from under the motorbike, trying to stand up. “Is this oil from your engine, or was it there?” she asked…
It doesn’t matter what has happened or is happening to us. It doesn’t matter what others did to us or how much we’ve inflicted on ourselves. Nothing matters anymore, except what we do today.
Let’s not get into the blame game. We are all responsible. Yes. Other powers have and…
It was a warm day. I looked up from my laptop screen to a tattoo. A barely legible one from where I was sitting and from where she was standing. Her back to me, picking up her drink. Something drew me to her. I squinted at the darn thing. Too…
To my left, she sat slightly shifted, looking out. Occasionally sipping from a cold drink, her virtual team meeting on her screen was engaging. This woman was so loud that I had no choice but to listen in. Obnoxious, I thought! The volume of her towering voice owned the store…
“I have a mission in my life. It’s a strong one. I’m here to support parents who have children with special needs.”
She’s straightforward, transparent, vulnerable, and titanium strong. Holding her coffee in both hands, she told me that no matter how difficult your life turns out to be, you…
On August 4, I choose to overcome anger, sadness, and defeat. I choose to be hopeful, inspired and renewed.
On August 4, I choose to BE where it matters. At the scene of the crime.
I choose to walk to Beirut Port.
For all the sacrifices made before, I walk…
It was a hot day. Noonish. 30+ Celcius. Muggy. An authentic Beirut summer day. If you’ve been, you know what I’m talking about. I’ll attempt to describe this 2021 special blend.
Mixed dusty air saturated with lukewarm condensation on your sticky t-shirt, tight pants, dress, bra, and underwear; infused with…
When life consumes you,
Eating away,
Your every day.
Nibbling on,
Your most simple,
dreams.
When urging nudges,
Whispering loudly.
When you feel the need to,
Tear out.
… Breathe.
When you know,
It’s time.
When the road,
Is waiting.
As you yearn,
To live someone else’s dream,
And hope it was yours.
Ask,
… Why…
He carries and has carried many titles. As for many of my friends and me, he’s simply Fr. Paul to us. I spent an hour with him in this one historic office suite in Bkerke. He wanted to dedicate our time together to the issue that is closest to his…
I read between the lines and remembered my conversations to try and get wisdom from the fathers I interviewed. They don’t tell stories of being fathers. They are. This is an attempt to squeeze fatherhood from their stories. Here we go.
Smart fathers play with their children. They help them…
