When my dad first moved my mom and me to Jordan in the summer/fall of 1974, we didn't have a place to live in yet, so we stayed with his Circassian mother (my paternal grandmother). Ever since then, we have moved from neighborhood to neighborhood within Amman and outside of it.

On July 22, 1991, my family (parents, sisters, pets, and I) packed our things up and moved to our now almost eighteen-year-old house in Mahes. It was just five days before my mom and I traveled to the States to help me get ready for my first year at Regis College.

I still remember the feasts, the food, drinking tea with mint, and field trips to the museums on the Citadel, Jerash, the Jordan Valley, and Jordan Television.