At one point, it seemed as though almost every person above the age of forty was either a diabetic or a prediabetic.

The solution to this problem is seemingly simple, but is convoluted by politics: Keep what you will definitely need, donate the rest!

So I give up. I would turn off the lights, bury myself under layers of blankets, and soak my pillow with tears till I fall asleep.

In a million years, I could have never guessed that a career military man would be a match for me.

No sooner had I landed in Cairo after four long years of absence than I discovered my watch broke.

In February 2013, I participated in the World Soybean Research Conference in Durban, South Africa.