If Aphrodite chills at home in Cyprus for most of the year, then Fez must be the goddess’s playground

This is what I know about my parents. They spent the next several years trying to forget each other, and me.

Nobody, she felt, understood her-not her mother, not her father, not her sister or brother, none of the girls or boys at school, nadie - except her man.

Even the juncture in history and the zeitgeist we live in is something we choose, setting the scene for the spiritual fodder we need to grow and achieve deeper elevation of our souls.

A mother isn’t the person who births you; it’s the person who rears you and shows you love.

I wish she'd said something different, but patriarchy is as prevalent around the world as racism and xenophobia are. We can't hide from it, not even here.

I guess it all depends on whom you ask and when you ask. Race, I've learned, is in the eye of the beholder.