Book Review – Local Girl Missing

Local Girl Missing by Claire Douglas, was a great read. I finished the book in three days because, well, I had a lot of free time on my hands, and I just couldn’t put it down. I kept wanting to know what was going to happen next!

The book is about a 21 year old girl, named Sophie, that goes missing in a small town and it breaks her best friends heart. After almost 20 years, Sophie’s brother Daniel and her best friend Francesca go back to the old town and look for answers.

There is a huge twist in the book that makes you question so much! The end, was definitely a shocker but it was a very good ending! 

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Home?

What is home to you?

Is home where you grew up?

Is home where you originated from?

Is home in between the four walls you call your comfort zone?

Is home where your mother lays her head at night?

Is home where you have the back alleys all memorized?

Is home where you got your education and threw your cap?

Is home where you met your significant other? or where you started a family?

Is home where you scrapped your knees and counted the trees you passed?

Is home under the roof you built? the stones you put together?

Is home where you find he comfort of your friends?

What is home to you?

I Just Want To Leave

Contemplating whether I should be a responsible adult and stay in my job, or whether I should quit what I do, leave where I was born and raised, and just try to start a life where I would rather be.

It is not easy immigrating to a new country especially when you do not already have a job offer there, but I feel like it would all be worth the struggle.

Then again, wouldn’t I be considered a horrible daughter just leaving my parents behind when they want me with them?

All these Arabs ways of life and expectations; how I wish I could rip them away from me. All these Arab “traditions” and “customs”, how I wish I could tell my parents I do not care about all of them. I do not care about what is expected from an Arab female and what is inappropriate for an Arab female to do.

I dream of the day that I pack my bags and never look back on this place.

But Then There Was Him…

As I grew, I began to realize the beauty of this world.
The beauty of the Lebanese sunrise on the mediterranean;
The beauty of a star filled sky in Lubbock;
The beauty of the Christmas lights on the houses in Chicago.

As I grew, I began to understand the beauty of this world.
The beauty of helping an elder cross the street;
The beauty of feeding a stray animal that sits at the corner of the office;
The beauty of watching family members walk through the airport gates as they come home after a long time.

As I grew, I experienced the beauty of this world.
The beauty of walking the stage at graduation;
The beauty that comes from excitement while on an airplane;
The beauty of feeling independent at my first real job.

As I grew, I thought I had understood what true beauty in this world was,
But then there was him…

At that moment, I learned how to feel beauty with every fiber in my being.
The beauty of his lips on mine;
The beauty of his fingers on my skin;
The beauty of his warm breath on my neck;
The beauty in the sound of his heartbeat.

At that moment, I learned how to feel beauty with every fiber in my being.
The beauty of his single dimple that makes my heart rush;
The beauty of his dark eyes that make me blush;
The beauty of his voice every time he says a word.
The beauty in his tight hugs when he doesn’t want me to go.

At that moment, I learned how to feel beauty with every fiber in my being.
The beauty of falling asleep in his arms;
The beauty of waking up to his kiss;
The beauty of the fire we ignite;
The beauty of the passion in our chest.

And now, I know,
that beauty I felt,
will never come again,
except from him.

Merry Chirtsmas to All

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Christmas is not only about snow, presents, santa, trees, and lots of good food.

Christmas is about love, family and peace.

Christmas is about is about forgiveness and thankfulness.

Most importantly, Christmas is about our Savior Jesus Christ.

May this year and every year bring you peace, love, and health.

Jesus the Savior is born!

Merry Christmas!
Joyeux Noel!
Feliz Navidad!
3eed Meled Majeed!

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Sisters

What a cruel place,
Would this world be,
Without a sister,
to walk beside me.

To have my back,
To make me laugh,
To be there through my hardest fights.

What a cruel place,
Would this world be,
Without a sister,
To stand by me.

Through the good,
Through the bad,
Through the happy,
Through the sad.

What a cruel place,
Would this world be,
Without a sister,
To protect me.

To hold my hand,
To keep me safe,
To hold me back,
From my mistakes.

What a cruel place,
Would this world be,
Without a sister,
To yell at me.

When I’ve done wrong,
When I’ve screwed up,
When I’ve decided to just give up.

What a cruel place,
Would this world be,
Without a sister,
To love me.

With my bad temper,
With my loud gestures,
With my imperfections,
And with my mistakes.

-N.N.

Lebanon, piece of heaven

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Many poets have written for you,
Many voices have sung for you,
Many people have died for you,
And many families long to return to you.

Lebanon, a piece of heaven on earth, they say,
How I wish I knew you in a better way.
For my blood and roots belong to you,
Yet my childhood on your land does not exist.

I come to you as a visitor,
My beloved home land.
I come to you as an outsider,
Because that is where I stand.

Politics and greedy leaders,
Have torn you apart.
Due to those troubles,
Our parents and their parents, left the struggle,
In hope for one day to return to your heart.

At 21, I stand lost in your beauty that I see on the screens,
At 21, I stand lost in the smiles of my family I see in pictures, that I didn’t grow near,
At 21, I stand lost in the country I should know everything about,
At 21, I stand lost, because I know nothing about the land where my roots come from.

Lebanon, a piece of heaven on earth, they say,
I await the day, on your soil, I will kneel and pray.
For I will be home, on the land I belong,
Even if just for a visit,
Even if just for a day,
I will get to say, “I’m home today”..

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