When there is nothing you can do but listen

As you grow up, and start to grasp your surroundings  and the events that unleash in front of you, you start to appreciate the beauty of being a child. The innocence and ignorance and the unconditional love and joy you used to spread all over the place. When you look at your siblings now, and where they have decided to proceed in life, you start to sit back and just watch. Sometimes you wonder "Why did they become like this, this isn't right." then you start to question "What did she do to deserve this miserable life." but then with this second thought in mind you come to learn that it is meant to be for her like this, for her future is going to be bright and she will not suffer anymore.

I have to admit that this is quite difficult to experience, yet again it is a wonderful feeling. Although there is nothing you can do to change the situation, the idea that you are actually there for them, simply just to hear them out and let them talk all they want is a blessing. In return you do want to make it better, but you have to tell them it's okay, it's going to be okay you just have to wait a little more. It's hard to do, but makes that sensation rush over you that you have done a difference, you have patted their back and made them know they're not alone.

It will get better, but it's going to take some time.

It will change, but it's going to take some effort and time.

It will make her happy, but it's going to take some effort, effort, and more time.

In the end it requires strength, and the strength god have given you has put you in these situation because god knows you're fit enough to handle it all.

Be patient, and a little stronger...it will get better...nothing lasts forever.

The Class of 2014

 

 

"Don’t live down to expectations. Go out there and do something remarkable." ~Wendy Wasserstein

To people June is the begining of Summer, to me as well for that matter. However, what's greater than Summer is graduation. Therefore I shall refer to the beginning of Summer as the  "Graduation Season".  It's a bitter-sweet season to be honest, tears of joy were sheded. 

For this year's Graduation Season, I was blessed to witness 3 remarkable moments, and my mother was honored with 3 outstanding achievements of her doing. Two of my siblings graduated from College this season, and the last but not least graduated High School, now that is something worth mentioning and worth being proud of. My mother at least has the all right to show the world what she made, all these graduations are the results of her hard work and her continuous patience. It was because of her that my siblings were able to reach and go beyond their potentials and capabilities, and it was because of her that they actually made it this far. Each and everyone one of us acknowledges what my mother has done because she did what no other was willing to do. My father didn't do as much as my mother did, but he did have that little role in keeping our tension and stress down. I always remember him joking and trying to make us laugh to forget all the pressure we were going through. For that as well I ask Allah to keep him and my mother by our side in their best health for as long as forever because these 2 beings complete each other and they have something I have never in my life someone share what they share. It's really a blessing and a gift, we always thank Allah for that.

Keeping it as short as possible was in the end possible after all.

Happy Graduation Season :)