I’m trying not to be scared anymore and to always be grateful. Wish me luck!

i don’t have access to all the food i’d like to eat in morocco, but i learned how to make one thing I’ve been craving

what having a more limited access to water has me thinking

the sacrifice during eid al-adha, the holiest celebration of the year, and the sacrifice my host family made to move to a big city

how living in morocco pushed me to change my attitude about time

ramadan is over and the world cup is upon us, one national celebration to the next

i didn’t have to fast during ramadan, but this is why i did

if you don’t know what ramadan is or are curious about specific Moroccan traditions, mar7aba, or welcome

i had to let go of the pressure about sharing my singular experience that reflect upon a foreign country. it’s a single story, but it’s still my story