Dad, My Refuge
A birthday letter to my father, to the child he once was, and to the quiet love that shaped the woman I have become.
Under the HaikRooted in faith, shaped by heritage
A birthday letter to my father, to the child he once was, and to the quiet love that shaped the woman I have become.
A birthday poem for my father, my refuge and role model, whose love stays with me wherever I am.
A childhood memory of a red bicycle, a determined little girl and a father watching from the window.
A birthday tribute to my big sister: my first defender, my guide, and the person who always knew what to do.
A personal reflection on Algeria’s layered identity, and why embracing its history should not mean choosing just one part of it.