Maima Dassin

I want to dedicate this to my nana ("Mama Julia," as we called her) whom my siblings and I went to live with when I was 4 years old after my parents split up. My nana was a beautiful educator who loved God with all her heart. We said our prayers twice a day, every day, even if we were running late for school. My nana taught us how to cook and bake, and sent us to sewing and étiquette classes at the church every Sunday morning. As I grew older and...