Rozan and I chatted about her homeland earlier tonight.
The chef made, and, served delicious food at a benefit amid her obvious worry on her face.
Worried about her brother, among other cousins in Syria, a blessing was shared for them.
"Pray," requested Rozan, when asked how I could help.
For sure. No doubt. I will.
Coupled with peace talks and negotiations to settle the horror happening now in her homeland.
"Please pray," she pressed.
I will at bedtime once more.
God help Syria, and all.