As our days bleed into one another, we continue to witness each other’s presence in the room. Despite the fact that neither one of us speaks the same language, we still have this magnetic connection, this kindred spirt that keeps bringing us closer together. I realize I am not only there as the behind-the-scenes photographer, but as a true companion, confidant, supporter and mentor for years to come with Asma. I raised my four children mostly by myself, as a single mom when they were very young. Hardships did come along the way but I am grateful for all the many valuable lessons that came with it. Asma and I both share how dedication, determination and hope leads to the light we are hoping to find.