The Bravery of Our Past Selves

And what we’d say if we could send them messages

I was going to write about something else today but my self-of-one-year-ago kept popping up so I decided to write about her instead.

R and I have gone through such a major transition – moving from Jordan to the US – in the last year that time feels very weird. Sometimes it feels like years since we lived in Jordan, and sometimes it feels like only days ago we were living there in our little rooftop apartment in Amman near 7th circle.

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