My first Ramadan at BYU was the hardest, as I had just arrived and did not know many people on campus.
Ramadan has always been about sharing and big gatherings, but I had to live without those my first semester at BYU. I remember it was a normal thing for me to go by myself to the university food court and break my fast alone over a Subway sandwich or a hamburger. Being alone in Ramadan especially sucks if you come from a family of 10, like me. Followers of the Mormon faith can relate to all things Ramadan -- they fast once a month, they give "fast offering" and have big families where sharing is caring.