My Beloved Persia died and in one silver dawn, a country is born in grey fog of misery and despair,... Iran. We fought to stop the change, but most of all we fought so we can survive what was to come. 
In February 1979, one of my happiest stories ended and I was so powerless to stop that change, no matter how much I wished and prayed. There I learned that change comes to those who allow fear to stop them from trying. I learned the value of a courage heart and not just a prepared mind. No matter how powerless I was in the face of all the change that came to be, I never forgot to be brave!!

...and that brought about, Change.

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