I used my captors names every chance I had. It was intentional, a way of reminding them that I saw them, of pegging them, of making them see me in return.

Contemplating Christmas when you are isolated and far from home brings its own unique pain.

Christmas was the one time of year when my brothers surfaced at home, when my parents and grandparents congregated to eat my mother's roast turkey.

Women in Somalia face almost unimaginable oppression.

Getting on a plane is hard for me, but I do it, because travel is vital to me.

I am so proud to be a Canadian.

The road to recovery will not always be easy, but I will take it one day at a time, focusing on the moments I've dreamed about for so long.