Mother’s Day: Finding Strength in a Nightmare in Pakistan

When I first became a mom in 2016, I used to have a recurring nightmare that my 3rd floor walkup apartment in New York City was on fire, and I had just minutes to not only get my babies to safety, but to also gather whatever we would need to survive out of the home. My nightmares always took place in the winter, so I had flashes of tossing warm clothes for everyone into bags and chucking them out the window onto the street. I always comforted myself with how unlikely that was to actually happen, but in the Fall of 2018, I found myself in exactly that situation. Though this time it wasn’t a fire rushing us out the door to safety, it was the threat of an angry mob in Pakistan coming for my family.

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