Yesterday I had a Quran Khani at my house. It’s a beautiful way of remembering and paying tribute to loved ones we have lost. The tradition involves getting friends and family together to read the entire Quran. Since reading the Quran is construed as a blessing, the collective blessings that attend finishing the Quran are sent, along with love and prayers, to those who have left us. Many of my Pakistani American friends found time, on a weekend, to join us and make all of this possible. They are some of the most extraordinary women I know. To the broader activist community out there, if you ever want to meet or talk to strong, accomplished and exceedingly kind and compassionate Muslim women, let me know. I can hook you up.