shalom my sisters:
yesterday i was walking and with all the brisk wind snapping my cheeks red like it was fun :), i realized that i am ALIVE and FREE. what a wonderful yet melancholy feeling. i thought about all my sisters who don't get a voice or the freedom to read, wear, write, speak, sing, when and whatever they want.
i want ALL MY SISTERS TO STAND UP, and take a quick moment of silence and think about a woman your age in a country you have never heard of not being able to do the little things we take for granted. i mean you get manicures, facials, grocery store visits, and the ability to marry who we want to marry (well withing reason:). so the next time we complain or think "woe is me", think about your sister without the voice and
STAND UP...
always your sister
shalom
