And feeling more and more like myself — Just before our wedding ceremony last week, there was a kerfuffle up in the bridal suite, in the barn loft. Aren’t kerfuffles the most fun moments of family weddings? When we have kerfuffles in my (admittedly large) family, they tend to make us laugh and not stress. My little nephew…

And why it meant so much to me — Last Monday evening I knew we had plans, but I didn’t know what the plans were. I thought we were meeting up for drinks with my dear friend in Brooklyn. My husband Raja had surprised me with a two-day trip to New York, and the Monday evening mystery appeared to…

And how to get out of the work vortex — Yesterday morning I woke up angry. I had the feeling I had lost the past several weeks of my life to work. It was like I blinked and weeks had passed, and work had been done — and wedding planning and some sleeping — and not much else. I happen…

And an ode to the women in my life. — Two weekends ago was my Bachelorette party. My sisters and best friend organized it, and it was incredibly fun. They asked if I would have done anything different had I planned it myself, and I said no — a sign of how well they know me, I think! The weekend…

And what to do when speaking up doesn’t work out — This story is a follow up to my story: Going Over My Boss’s Head How It Startedmedium.com Over the following months I sent Bill several examples of Steve’s underperformance, including emails and screen shots documenting my points. Three of my other colleagues were facing the same issues with Steve, and one of them quit abruptly over the challenge…

How It Started — Awhile back I noticed my supervisor at work was not doing his job properly. Steve had joined our team a few months prior, and for those first few months, I noticed he wasn’t doing what he needed to do but I figured he was still learning the ropes, and I…

Last night I dreamed that it was time for me to walk down the aisle, but I couldn’t find my mascara and I wasn’t ready yet. All the guests were assembled, standing in front of their rows of white chairs on the lawn of the small vineyard, peering around expectantly…

And What We’d Say If We Could Send Them Messages — I was going to write about something else today but my self-of-one-year-ago kept popping up so I decided to write about her instead. Raja and I have gone through such a major transition — moving from Jordan to the US — in the last year that time feels very weird…

And what happened after I said I was — Yesterday I wrote that after seven years, my job was no longer Syria conflict-related. I talked about the relief and guilt I felt upon unsubscribing from all my usual Syria updates over email and WhatsApp, which I’ve been part of for years for various jobs. …