Writing About Ahmad

Writing can be hard. And writing about relationships can be even harder, as I’ve learned in the past few days when I attempted a piece only to stop mid-sentence and shut off my laptop completely. Or maybe I was too focused on whatever we had on Netflix to continue my train of thoughts. You see,…

“Forever Brides”

It’s hard for me to believe that Ahmad and I will be celebrating our second wedding anniversary in a little over a month- where has the time gone? Sometimes, a picture or a post from this blog will re-appear and send me down memory lane, and depending on how I’m feeling that day, I’ll either…

When In Greece, Planning Is An Afterthought

When we found out we couldn’t legally enter Portugal for our spring trip, Ahmad and I needed to think quickly. To not go on holiday was unthinkable. We’d already began our countdown. We’d also, stupidly, disregarded all the travel advice including that of the embassy and booked non-refundable tickets. In my defense, they were a…

Running Away From It All

Read any article about running, and you’re bound to find all the advantages listed within the first paragraph or two. And I’ll admit, they drew me in at first: the health benefits, the new companions, the opportunity to see Beirut from a different perspective. But those factors were so immediate, I feared that once their effect…

If The Dress Fits, Wear It

One week after I wrote a post celebrating a year of healthy living, I tried on a dress that’s been hanging in my closet for a year- and it fit! It was even loose around my midsection. It fit so well I decided to spend the whole day wearing it: a day which included a lunch outing…

Rejected Visas and Re-Routed Travels

We were in mid-air when I suddenly became overwhelmed with emotion. Tears were streaming down my face uncontrollably that the flight attendant made his way from one end of the plane to the other to ask, “Are you okay?” I was fine, but I had been caught up in my thoughts. Sometimes you plan things…

Afternoons With Teta

She reaches into the cabinet behind her and pulls out two wafer bars, one for me and one for my sister. “There you go,” she says with a smile. “Thank you teta,” we reply in unison. “But teta, you know I’m trying to watch my snacking,” I add. “Never mind, keep it. You’ll have something…

Bloggers, You’re Doing It Wrong

You may have noticed that I’ve taken extended hiatuses recently. I’ve left this blog without new content for months on end, despite having plenty to share. The main reason? I don’t like going online as much as I used to. As a writer, I have always been grateful that the internet has given me a…

Prague: Making Memories Over Good Food

I realize there’s still some adventures to share  from September’s trip to Prague. After all, if this blog’s purpose is to document my experiences in adulthood, our trips factor in pretty heavily. Have you ever had a meal that was so wonderful, you remember it months later? You’d be in the middle of a conversation…

I Am A Runner: Thanks NRC Beirut

If you’ve spoken to me or seen my Instagram feed lately, you probably know that the once unthinkable has now taken over my life. No matter what way you try to phrase it, I’m a runner. I even have a t-shirt that says so. In fact, I have been up since 5 am today (and…

Healthy, Happy Me

It’s hard to believe but it’s true: it’s been almost one year since one ill-fated date night caused me to snap and come to the realization that I needed to do something about my weight. None of my clothes fit like they used to before. My confidence had severely dwindled to the point that the…