Casa Sama

My sister brought me a book and from the first two pages, I knew it would kick my butt. "No Land to Light On" by Yara Zgheib is the heartbreaking love story of two young Syrian refugees. Part of it takes place in 2017, the week that dt decided to create Executive Order 13769 banning entry into the US to anyone from Syria (and six other countries). Visa or not.

Sama and Hadi are caught in the dirty web of the order and well, if you know me you know that my heart has been in my throat for many hours of reading this book.

And also, my heart has been in heaven. Because of the way the author writes. Feels, really feels, then writes. So much poetry within these pages. Food, music, heartache, family, hope, despair, and love. A potent brew.

In the early pages, Yara Zgheib takes the time to explain the name of the young woman, one of the two main characters: Sama. 

Sama means Sky in Arabic.

I knew right then that my house, with its 5 big ceiling windows opening towards the sky was called Casa Sama.

(and if you say it fast and with a Spanish accent, it sounds like Casas Ama. Houses Love.)