I left Iran at age 12 and never went back because it never felt safe. At 48, I can finally picture returning home.

Tamara Ceaikovski

This as-told-to essay is based on a conversation with Noshene Ranjbar, 48, who lives in Arizona. The following has been edited for length and clarity. I was born in Tehran on March 24, 1977, not long before the Islamic Revolution . At age 12 in 1989, after living through the Iran-Iraq war, I left Iran to join my dad in Richmond, Virginia. Two or three weeks ago, I would've thought that Iran might be free by the time I was 90, and I could die there. I had this vision of me walking through the

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