In the beginning, you were all I am curious about. I might not remember, but I know you were.
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Rima…(sigh) I suddenly feel the big huge empty space you’ve left in my life. Though some don’t grow up having a sister, I did. “Where is my sister” is all
I’ve found the following poem on the internet back in 99 or so and I memorized it since then. It has continuously helped move on numerous times. It says it all when
Alma Khasawnih’s quest for love has been going on for a while, early on with the most active quest on Questler [http://questler.com]: What is it about love that makes it
Alma moved us today with her stories and experiences during her art residency at Qattan Foundation in Ramallah Nov-Dec 2008 where she collected love stories from people there. She talked about love. Telling