More On Education

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I have been waffling on whether I believe everyone should go to college. For most of my life, I believed everybody should at least try to go to college, that to achieve enough academic success to have the most degrees… Read More »More On Education

It’s just a medium

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In 2014, I sat in the corner of our cream-twill Pottery Barn sectional and insisted that if I just had a Contax 645, my photography would suddenly be better. The inquiries would start flowing, and I would have a booming… Read More »It’s just a medium

There might be wolves

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There was a time, not too long ago, when unpaid wedding editorials were a thing. And when I say, they were a thing, I mean, it was almost a must that you did them to boost your portfolio, especially if… Read More »There might be wolves

Don’t grow Up

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I sit on the couch, my legs crossed, Henry in my lap. Sofie is dancing circles around the living room. It’s past her bedtime. But I’m not ready for her to go to bed yet. Thom Yorke’s “Suspirium” is playing… Read More »Don’t grow Up

Pandemic Days

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The day I went in for my first ultrasound with Henry was the day the first patient died in Washington at the hospital where I had given birth to Sofie and planned to give birth to Henry. I didn’t know… Read More »Pandemic Days

The plucking vortex

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When a Persian woman goes into the bathroom or sees a mirror, she will more than likely notice a stray eyebrow hair. This is inevitable, considering that Persian women spend much of their lives working on the shape of their… Read More »The plucking vortex

a day of travel

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I’m sitting in the back of my dad’s truck, holding Sofie’s hand over Henry, sleeping in his car seat. I have a pit in my stomach. We’re on our way to the airport after a long holiday to visit my… Read More »a day of travel