Ramadan

There was a beautiful crescent moon tonight, which reminded me it’s the first night of Ramadan.

If I have a stereotypical view of Muslims, it was formed during my friendship with Negya. Not only did she introduce me to rose water and fillo dough, she and her family put a human face on Islam for me.

So when I hear the word “Islam” I don’t think of “Jihad.” I can’t. I think of gentle Negya, or her parents, or Negya’s husband and their beautiful, beautiful daughters.

I hope all Muslims enjoy a blessed Ramadan.

2 Replies to “Ramadan”

  1. Oh, my gosh . . . we’re all truly honored to know YOU and your family, Bonnie!!!

    Wishing you and your family many, many blessings for all the Ramadans and Christmases (and Hannukahs and Devalies and Chinese New Years and . . .) to come, as we all look up at the same moon from one peaceful (we hope) night to the next . . .

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