Chicago-Lahore video-chat reflections

Video chatted with family in Lahore this morning. Everybody’s in my ammi’s room. She’s massaging my niece’s foot and my nieces is lying on her tummy; my nephew & his new wife are cuddling with my sister-in-law; my brother’s excited about binging on Game of Thrones. And everyone is talking at the same time.

They’re well ٱلْحَمْدُ لِلَّٰهِ
I miss them and I miss that hamster party on the bed.

I left all that for a room of my own, for being a separate person, for health, for education, for cerebral conversations, for a certain gendered religious life, for – what, fame? Precarity? A rugged individualist economic life?

But in some ways, it just happened and it wasn’t a choice. It’s still totally unclear. If it was a choice, I’m still not sure I made the right one.

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