Growing up in Lebanon in the 1980s was no easy feat. It was a time of conflict and chaos, with war raging throughout the country. But for me, it was just the norm. I was used to moving from town to town to avoid the fighting, but the war always seemed to follow us. Despite the turmoil around us, my family and I found stability in our tight-knit community in Hamra, Beirut.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I remember walking the streets of Hamra as a child, seeing people from all walks of life coexist harmoniously. Religion didn’t matter here; everyone was welcome. It was a place where tolerance was not just a word, but a way of life. This sense of unity and understanding in the midst of war has stayed with me throughout my life, shaping my worldview and personal values.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But life wasn’t always easy, especially when it came to my education. My parents had a strong desire for me to study business, despite my passion for history. I struggled to reconcile their expectations with my own dreams and aspirations but ultimately ended up studying business.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
After graduation, I made the difficult decision to leave Lebanon and pursue work opportunities in Africa. It was a challenging and eye-opening experience that taught me a lot about the world and about myself. I spent 13 years in Africa, working hard and making a life for myself. But eventually, I felt the pull to return to Lebanon, if only for a little while.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I worked for a short time in Lebanon before once again setting out on a new adventure, this time to the United Arab Emirates. It was there that I found my true calling, and my passion for writing and sharing my experiences with others was born.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Looking back on my life, I realize that every experience, every challenge, and every triumph has shaped me into the person I am today. I am grateful for the struggles and hardships that I have faced because they have given me the strength and resilience to overcome whatever obstacles come my way.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Now, as I write this blog, I am excited to share my experiences and insights with others. I hope that my story can serve as a source of inspiration and encouragement for those who may be going through similar struggles. And I hope that through my writing, I can continue to spread the message of tolerance and understanding that I learned growing up in Hamra.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Growing up in Lebanon in the 1980s was no easy feat. It was a time of conflict and chaos, with war raging throughout the country. But for me, it was just the norm. I was used to moving from town to town to avoid the fighting, but the war always seemed to follow us. Despite<\/p>\n