I finally invited my mother to travel with me, and I didn’t regret it–not even once. Well, maybe. Just kidding, mom; I know you’re reading this. After all, Tareq, my … Continue reading Traveling with my mother: Savannah, Georgia
Running first began as my punishment.
As a chubby blonde-haired girl, running through woods, grass, and gravel around my house was stressful. Rather than getting grounded and having my phone taken away for a couple weeks, I was forced to run laps.