Certainly there was a sense of survivor’s guilt about my life in the U.S. when I went back to Kabul in ’03 finally. Went back there as a 38-year-old doctor, and I had left an 11-year-old boy. And I saw what my life could have been. I saw these Afghans were living there, and I realized the reason I’m not there and my life is — I have a 401K at home, and I have a home with children and everything, is sheer dumb luck. That’s really all it is. So there is a sense of you that questions whether you made the most of what you were given and whether you deserve to be where you are. And that’s a kind of guilt that I think a lot of people that are refugees from states that are in conflict have. And then you go through a phase where you kind of get over that, and you think, “Well, how do I turn that into something a little bit more positive, more productive? How do I turn that — instead of turning you inside, how do you turn it back out and externalize and do something useful with it? And so I reached that stage as well.” And part of the reason why that happened is because people began contacting me because my books became quite well read, and I had credible organizations that wanted to work with me and give me an opportunity. To use a tired old phrase: “to give back” — and to kind of segue my literary success into something, hopefully a little bit more meaningful.