I didn’t grow up Muslim — but I grew up with Islam
I wish everyone could see what I saw
Salam Masjid plus,
Sometimes I think back to when I was 9 years old, when my best friend Arub first invited me into her world.
She was Muslim, and through her, I began to experience Islam not as a religion of rules, but as a way of life full of love, warmth, and community. Her family welcomed me like one of their own. I joined in on Eid celebrations, laughed through henna nights, and tasted the most delicious, spicy foods I had ever had.
Those memories stayed with me. They shaped how I see the world — and they taught me the beauty of a faith so many still misunderstand.
Now I’m 37. And when I see people speak about Islam with fear or judgment, it breaks me.
They just don’t know.
They haven’t seen what I saw.
My name is Monica, and I’m volunteering with GainPeace. On this last odd night of Ramadan, I’m asking you to join me in supporting their work — so we can create the kind of experiences I was lucky enough to have, for those who never got the chance.
That’s why GainPeace is so important.
They’re helping others see Islam the way I did — through real stories, human connection, and truth.
Because understanding matters,
Monica Niro
Gain Peace Volunteer
P.S. I’m not Muslim — but I’ve seen the beauty of Islam, and I want others to see it too. Join me in supporting GainPeace tonight.
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