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By Chance or By Choice

I passed my road test last week for my driver’s license. I was relieved, and happy. I had originally gotten my license when I was sixteen, back in Wisconsin. One of the many hats my dad wore was that of driver’s education instructor, and he trained me well. I found[…]

Entwined

There is a time of day, between waking and sleeping, between dream and reality, between one breath and the next, when I feel Yemen as close as my own heart’s blood. The years we spent in the mountains there, breathing ancient air, walking ancient paths, clasping the past and present[…]

Unexpected Grace: New Post at One Woman’s Day

As Muslims, we don’t celebrate birthdays- no cakes, presents, parties. But that doesn’t mean that the birth of each child isn’t special. On the contrary, I remember the day (or night, more often than not) that each of my eight children were born, and thank Allaah always for the gift[…]

A Link in the Chain

Last night we listened to the winners of one of the Qur’aan recitation competitions in Cairo, Egypt. Mash’Allaah, the recitation was so incredibly beautiful, it made my heart long for the Yemeni homes we left behind. I also found myself praying for my children, as well, that their hearts remain[…]

Wide Earth

When my husband and I began our first, tentative inquiries to each other when we were contemplating marriage, one of the things that came up and immediately bonded us was our desire to homestead. We wanted to get some land and raise our family away from the hustle and bustle[…]

Superstar Blogger Award

Alhamdulillah, just a short post to let you all know that Yemeni Journey won Storycircle Network’s Superstar Blogger Award! Insh’Allaah I will be adding a Superstar Blogger badge to my page soon. Without the encouragement and support from the women at Storycircle, Allaah knows best if I would have begun[…]

Lessons at Dawn

Early morning, the time of the Fajr prayer, is one of my favorite times of day. This has been the case no matter where I’ve lived- in windy Wisconsin winters with snow tinted pink with the sun’s first rays, or in the foothills of the Rockies, where the mountains clasped[…]