Tag: international
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My Ongoing, One-Sided Battle With the Atlantic Ocean

I don’t think the Atlantic knows that she and I are in a fight. We fly to Amman tonight, and our two giant pink suitcases are nearly packed. By that I mean they are sitting in the middle of the living room floor surrounded by a huge mess of clothes, shoes, and gifts – chocolate…

–مرحبا سلام Thank you so much, what a lovely comment to receive! I think you’re right; we can’t always be…