This new year of my life is starting out in such a way that I felt compelled to write about it. For one, it has brought me back to writing. What you'll find in this post will probably be a lot of reflective nonsense, but maybe your year started similarly. I hope it did. But the way that mine started is very representative of who I am at this stage in my life. For one, I woke up homesick, which is not all that surprising, but at the same time it is. This is pretty typical during the summer months and warm days that make me take a second to close my eyes and yank myself out of a flashback of me taking a step out of the front door of my grandparents' home into the beating sun. The sound of this morning's call for prayer caught me off guard as I forgot that it was not the mosque next door singing the adhan but rather my dad's iPhone. I was also deleting old emails when I found pictures from my PCRF medical mission trip last summer and realized that at this time last year...