Memoir
Memoir | Challenges in Jet Lag | Part V of VI
This was my first official journey to the continent of Africa. The direct overnight flight from Dulles International Airport in Dulles, Virginia, to Charles de Gaulle Airport in Paris, France, lasted an exhausting eight hours. I landed in Paris at 7:00 AM, facing a six-hour layover before boarding an Air Afrique flight to Côte d’Ivoire, Abidjan. The flight to West Africa added another eight hours to my travel time, and I finally arrived at 9 PM in West Africa. I was completely worn out from the lengthy trip and feeling quite irritable, and the native airport staff didn’t make matters any better. As a result, they witnessed a side of me that wasn’t very friendly.
By Mia Z. Edwards3 months ago in Chapters
Memoir | Beauty Mark | Part V of VI
As I waited at the airport in Côte d’Ivoire, Abidjan (West Africa), for an Air Afrique flight to Accra, Ghana, where I had a day of work ahead, I spotted a woman whose face was beautifully marked with intricate and stunning designs.
By Mia Z. Edwards3 months ago in Chapters
A Light on the Side of the Road: Remembering La Mesa Officer Lauren Craven
The story of Lauren Craven is not defined by a single, tragic moment on a dark highway. It is a story of a light—a light that her family, her colleagues, and her community insist burned with a rare and consistent brightness. It was a light of dedication, of selflessness, and of a profound desire to serve others, a light that was tragically extinguished while she was doing exactly that.
By Mukhtar Ahmed3 months ago in Chapters
Memoir | Stealth | Part V of VI
The day before my departure to Asia, I sat through a thorough briefing, but this time, I wasn’t preparing for my usual solo expedition. Curiosity filled me as I wondered about the individuals who would be accompanying me on this trip. As the briefing unfolded, I was handed an address where I would meet my fellow travelers.
By Mia Z. Edwards3 months ago in Chapters
Karachi Chronicles Chapter 12
Due to our security protocol, as I’ve touched on frequently, there wasn’t a heap of out and about. For that reason it was pretty exciting when we got the privilege to play a round of golf at the Augusta of Pakistan, Karachi Golf Club. Established in 1888, this twenty seven hole course is the oldest golf club in Pakistan. We were assigned to play the yellow course, which are holes ten through eighteen. This nine features both the longest par 4 and shortest par 3 on the entire course.
By S. J. Leahy3 months ago in Chapters
Memoir | Devil's Triangle | Part V of VI
I had just participated in the holy rite of baptism, a significant milestone in my spiritual journey. My mother and cherished late aunt cautioned me that the Devil would relentlessly challenge my faith in God and His son, Jesus, often in subtle and unexpected ways.
By Mia Z. Edwards3 months ago in Chapters
