I am

the result of many generations of people who survived. I'm privileged to witness the greatest human transformation in modern history.

I dream a lot, I remember a little.

Someone said the other day that there's only two kinds of people, those who don't believe in miracles, and those who believe everything is a miracle.
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Zeitgeist.‍

100+ years ago, my great-grandparents tried to run away from Armenia as the Turkish Ottoman empire started a genocide.

On the run, they were stopped by the Turkish military on the border. They were a groups of dozens. Men, women, children lined up for checkup.

Questions asked, people frightened.

Some men were allegedly executed on the spot.

Great-grandfather on his knees praying. Soldier looks at him, tells him to get up. My great-grandmother pregnant by his side.

Tells him to go and says "May God may be with you."

Whoever you were, thank you for letting my family survive.

It's all a blink in the infinite space.

I never imagined to reach where I AM today. I'm grateful for all teachers who crossed my path. I continue to struggle to learn, to evolve, to improve.

Grateful to share this time & space with you.