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Deseret Magazine: An Ode to 4 a.m.: First tracks and the glow of sunrise The alarm cuts the cold, dark air. It’s 4:30 a.m. As I snatch the phone from the bedside table and turn off the noise, I [...]

Israel-Hamas War: A Mother’s Grief A decade ago, I attended a summer camp unlike any other. Called Tomorrow’s Women, the organization had flown more than 20 young women from Gaza, Israel [...]