I am a Refugee. And I’m an American.

In another life, I might have been poor. I might have been malnourished. I might have worked long days to make $14 a month. I might have grown up in a post-war environment and been one of the 100,000 people killed from undetonated landmines. I might have struggled under a repressive government.

But I didn’t. It’s all because of the sacrifice of others on my part. I am in the top 1% of the richest people in the world. And I don’t deserve any of it.

Pay It Forward

Gifts seem to always carry with them the obligation of reciprocity. If I do this for you, I expect something in return. Or if someone does something for me, I am indebted. What if we loved and gave without any expectation of return?

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