A Life in Pictures

Its particularly hard to take down your Eid lights on rainy wintry days.

self discovery

Brilliant fall leaves and the sad realization that they too shall fall

Come what may your parents home is always your home.

The best part of Thanksgiving is after the guests are gone, the china is put away, and the baby is asleep and you can truly enjoy that slice of pumpkin cheesecake.

A lovely Panera lunch with a friend and new clothes for Waleed thanks to a spouse loaning a credit card to a forgetful wife.

Countless women broke corporate glass ceilings to give women like me the right to get a law degree, to work, and also, now, the choice to stay at home with my son, mop my floors, and watch him grow up.

A fortress of pillows dividing soft rugs from harsh tiles in the hopes to deter a new adventurer to the world. Its too bad he sees these pillows not as a discouragement but a challenge to overcome slipping over them like a seal at Fisherman’s Wharf.

An impromptu game of mini-golf under a haunting sky.

Eid-ul-Adha, November 2010. We went for a stroll in a park and as I encountered this scene a poem came to mind. “Whose woods are these I think I know…” Frost