Gratitude

The only way to succeed is to acknowledge what you already have, as little as you might think it is, this step is essential. You won’t be going anywhere until you realize what you’ve got to work with, and with that comes the realization that you’ve got a lot more than you think. You might…

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Entitled

Someone in my community just wrote an opinion piece in the paper relating a recent incident that happened to her, in which she became acutely aware of the meaning of the expression “white privilege.” I read the article, and listened to her subsequent radio interview. She has gotten a lot of slack over this, apparently. I’ve…

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Advent Calendar (Gratitude in Ramadan)

Background Inspiration and Purpose As promised, I am going to share with you how I made our Ramadan calendar this year. The inspiration came from three main sources: 1) my childhood Christmas advent calendar; 2) Pinterest ideas on gratitude jars, Ramadan calendars, and prayer booklets; 3) my desire to mark this month in a tangible…

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Here’s to a More Meaningful Journey

If you follow my blogs, you know that I’m preparing for Ramadan, as I explained here. As part of this preparation, I’ve been re-evaluating many aspects of my life. Here’s the low-down. I’ve gone through my wardrobe (including shoes and accessories), the basement (where I still had boxes I hadn’t unpacked since we moved five…

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Spring

Brimming with anticipation I observed you peeking through the snow Reminding me of why I long for you But you resist my silent beckoning You scornfully ignore the birds’ appeal I invite you to stay a while And you smile… Your warmth gently caresses my cheek, promising to return All in good time, you whisper…

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The lines of my life

Smile, laughter, grief, and sun lines are carved into my every expression. We’re betraying each other as we speak. Pain and joy have left their marks, signaling the map of my life. That’s the truth they holler, while I try to drown out their noise with my own voice. I’m aging. My face admits it.…

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Meandering noise

Noise. Noise in my brain. I want to do everything, but can’t concentrate on any single thing. My head hurts. Nowhere to overflow. Pressure. Noisy pressure. Confusing misdirection seems the adequate description. Everything going somewhere, but nowhere specific, chaotically meandering with unknown destinations. No end goal is visible. No transition… or is it all transition?…

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Schoolyard

Moms with their dogs, preschoolers with their treasures, Babies sleeping, Grandmas patiently waiting… No conversation. Competition everywhere: Muted, loud, ongoing… I forfeit the race. No real interest: Apples and oranges. Wise people don’t bother; It’s all behind them, probably thankful their daughters don’t have to enlist. This is good. This is fine. Everything will be…

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Whoosh

Distractions. This phone is a distraction. Traffic. Shopping. Gossip. Decorations. Fashion. Distracting. Who is that? Oh! She has needs? No time for that. What’s going on? Complicated? No time for that. Why? Distractions. Run, chase, keep up. No time for real. No time to be real. Only time to keep up with distractions. So many…

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Stop writing books like they were scripts!

Lately I’ve read a few too many books that felt as though the author had a blockbuster movie in mind as they were writing: the stereotypical tropes, the unrealistic plot twists, the convenient distant connection that reappears at the end to save a character in free fall. If I wanted to watch a braindead movie,…

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