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Love, InshAllah

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February 2015

February 11, 2015

Chasing Joy

I came across an essay called, “Joy,” from writer Zadie Smith. This was a timely...

January 2015

January 22, 2015

Rebels by Accident

Deonna Kelli Sayed interviews writer Patricia Dunn, author of the YA novel, Rebels by Accident,...

December 2014

December 17, 2014

Heidelberg and Huckleberries

On the surface, Mark Twain and I have nothing in common. Twain was a cranky...

November 2014

November 19, 2014

(Potential) Adventures in Wonderland

Every now and then, we come to a stage in our lives where everything is...

October 2014

October 30, 2014

An Accidental Jihad

Writer Krista Bremer met Ismail fifteen years ago on a North Carolina running trail. A...

October 16, 2014

Tomorrow’s Joy

The division of labor in our household is wildly disproportionate whenever we are trying to...

October 15, 2014

Things To Take Into Account

I became Muslim in my early 20s. During those early years, I would entertain myself on...

October 06, 2014

What’s Your Name

Order Irene's new collection, the galaxy of origins. Scroll down for audio.  what’s your name...

September 2014

September 17, 2014

The Heart’s Prosthesis

You were different. I don’t know if I ever told you that, but there it...

September 10, 2014

Turn to Your Friends

Sanem and I took turns crossing the street to each other's townhomes for afternoon tea,...

August 2014

August 20, 2014

My First Superhero

“What are you watching? This question from my father, as innocent as it seems, makes...

August 13, 2014

Jump, Pray, Write

Two and a half years ago, I left my financially comfortable global marriage for an...

August 12, 2014

This is Peace, Too

When my husband, Hadi, and I lived in Guadalajara, Mexico, I volunteered at an internado...

July 2014

July 23, 2014

Hidden Fractures

  When I was a child, Ramadan – like the life that stretched before me...

July 10, 2014

When Fairy Tales Fail Us

When a daughter is born into a loving family, she is cherished and treated like...

June 2014

June 11, 2014

A Map of Home

1. Lately, I think in the shape of maps. Cartography is a relevant metaphor as...

June 10, 2014

The Myth of a Shared Life

I had the moment my future husband would see me in my wedding dress all...

May 2014

May 29, 2014

There is No Me, There is Only You

I’m going back to work. Which seems like a ridiculous thing to say because I’m...

May 28, 2014

ER Love Stories

As a nurse, I get personal with people real fast. At times, I can be...

May 23, 2014

Coming of Faith

www.patheos.com/blogs/loveinshallah is proud to present some Friday Love vibes for an exciting new site showcasing...

May 21, 2014

The Last Stop

The things you learn when writing your first novel: Novel-writing is a lonely process. Your...

May 14, 2014

Joy(less) Motherhood

The text arrived while I sat at a coffee shop bent over a lazy notebook...

May 08, 2014

Soulmates

The Prophet (pbuh) said: “Souls are like crowds, which gather together. The ones who met...

April 2014

April 25, 2014

Story and Chai

Writer Jennifer Zobair, the author of Painted Hands, found herself feeling uncomfortable when people thanked...

April 23, 2014

My Father and My Religion

I was on a conference call one evening last week when my call waiting beeped...

April 21, 2014

36 Flavors of Self Loathing

36 Flavors of Self Loathing 1. In 2nd grade a boy called me fat, there...

April 16, 2014

All The Single Ladies

Two months ago, sitting in a Turkish restaurant packed to capacity on a Saturday night,...

April 09, 2014

Crying and Reclamation

I am not always strong. There are times that I experience steep slopes of sadness....

April 03, 2014

Half Agony, Half Hope

"Do you have any children?" a nice woman making small talk asks me. I reply...

March 2014

March 28, 2014

Good News Friday: Book Deals and Radical Writing Opportunities!

We are thrilled that Love, Inshallah anthology contributor and Literary Momma columnist, Aisha Saeed, has...

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