We’re 2 weeks into this regime, and it’s hard to even catch my breath. Like so many others, I have spent far too many hours fuming, and furiously retweeting government shenanigans. Seriously. I am going to have to odd, because I just. can’t. even. But there are good things in this world, too.
In my too-big-to-call-small, but too-small-to-call-big city, we have our own community of Syrian refugees. . On Tuesday night, one of our local restaurants, owned and run by a former Syrian refugee, hosted a fundraiser for Bridge Refugee Services. This non-profit gets housing ready for refugees, provides job training, and helps its clients get accustomed to their new life in their new country.
Yassin’s Falafel House has phenomenal food, and we do love falafell, so we piled in the car the second I got home from work. I had never been (husband was always the one who…
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