Elizabeth* and her husband, Zach, had given up hope. They had a good life in a middle-eastern city that’s been around since the Old Testament, but after several years of marriage and many doctors’ visits, they accepted that, short of a miracle, they wouldn’t have children. So Elizabeth set her sights on a different kind of hope. She would study for a masters’ degree from an American university. When she was accepted to the University of Tennessee, Knoxville, they began making travel plans.
But three months before their scheduled departure date, Elizabeth’s doctor gave her another date: a due date!
It was August, but a cool breeze kept everyone comfortable beneath the dark wooden arches of the pavilion. Covered dishes crowded two long tables. I had peeked beneath every foil covering and inside every cling-wrapped container, and, like I do every Thanksgiving, I wondered when someone would finally decide it was time to eat. There were familiar dishes like mac-and-cheese and unfamiliar offerings, like chat masala.
(photo credit: Yahya Sami Alseiha)
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