Uzma was an astute observer of human emotions and behavior — her own and others’. Between her diagnosis of breast cancer in 2013 and her death in 2019, Uzma wrote prolifically. Her writing was incisive, irrespective of whether she was writing to inform, persuade, amuse or vent. She found the words to express what many of us could not. She shone a light on feelings that, but for those apt words and her willingness to say it as it is, would have remained hidden and unexamined.
As I am going through things she left us, I find writings that are clearly drafts that she meant to publish after working on them. They are in various stages of completion. I will publish on this blog, under her byline, those drafts that are complete enough to hold their own. I may add commentary or other notes and adjust formatting for the sake of clarity and easier reading. But I will not otherwise edit her words. I didn’t edit her words when she was alive and won’t do it when she is gone. If you do add words in the main body of her unpublished work, I will indicate clearly which words are mine.