- Everyone's extra laundry
- Gloves and caps all over the house
- Runny noses
- Frizzy hair
- Dry Skin
- Biting Bitter cold
- Slippery old snow
- Narrower roads
- Slow traffic
- Time consuming commutes
- More accidents
- Parking Nightmares
- Freezing toes and fingers
- Seasonal Depression
- Early sunset and not enough sunlight in the day.
Friday, January 31, 2014
15 reasons I dislike winter
Friday, January 17, 2014
Dearest mum and dad
To my darling parents who are celebrating 31 years together.
Like my children always say (and I hope they will feel the same way when they are teenagers) you both are my best friends for ever. Sometimes it is easier to tell newer friends this than it is to your own kith and kin but I love you both sooooo much and miss you every single day! May Allah shower you with his choisest blessings and may we be united soon again Insha Allah
Like my children always say (and I hope they will feel the same way when they are teenagers) you both are my best friends for ever. Sometimes it is easier to tell newer friends this than it is to your own kith and kin but I love you both sooooo much and miss you every single day! May Allah shower you with his choisest blessings and may we be united soon again Insha Allah
Random thoughts blended into words that can never do justice to them
15 years ago, life was simple. America was just another lesson in my geography book. But today America means a lot.
It is here that I became a mother; it is here that I leaned to drive; it is hear that I built a home and family to continue my legacy. (Ok, excuse the over emphasis). These may seem like simple things but to a woman, it is almost everything that she can ask for. Being happy and free.
Even though we probably are living the dream I miss my homeland. Every time I cook I am reminded of the aromas from back home. The craving for some childhood comfort foods that I still miss.... their taste lingers upon my lips. Hot Nescafe at bed time brought my mum so I can stay up and work on my assignments. A dire need to be as efficient as possible. I miss the days that the only thing I had to worry about was exams and turning in projects. Hours in front of the computer with a few minutes of dial up connection. I wish I can substitute the word 'miss' with something stronger. But my limited vocabulary does not allow me to do so. I have spent my life time trying to be a perfectionist.... trying to do everything meticulously but lately I've been learning to relax. To savor and enjoy the moment instead of cramming multiple tasks in the goal of achieving efficiency and effectiveness simultaneously. I'm learning to embrace and love myself. I am also thinking more about death. I guess we all, in our own ways learn to deal with the fact that our grey hairs are increasing, our wrinkles are beginning to form and that our posture is not as upright as it once was. My greatest fear next to death, is old age and loneliness. Who will take care of me? Will I be a botheration?
It is here that I became a mother; it is here that I leaned to drive; it is hear that I built a home and family to continue my legacy. (Ok, excuse the over emphasis). These may seem like simple things but to a woman, it is almost everything that she can ask for. Being happy and free.
Even though we probably are living the dream I miss my homeland. Every time I cook I am reminded of the aromas from back home. The craving for some childhood comfort foods that I still miss.... their taste lingers upon my lips. Hot Nescafe at bed time brought my mum so I can stay up and work on my assignments. A dire need to be as efficient as possible. I miss the days that the only thing I had to worry about was exams and turning in projects. Hours in front of the computer with a few minutes of dial up connection. I wish I can substitute the word 'miss' with something stronger. But my limited vocabulary does not allow me to do so. I have spent my life time trying to be a perfectionist.... trying to do everything meticulously but lately I've been learning to relax. To savor and enjoy the moment instead of cramming multiple tasks in the goal of achieving efficiency and effectiveness simultaneously. I'm learning to embrace and love myself. I am also thinking more about death. I guess we all, in our own ways learn to deal with the fact that our grey hairs are increasing, our wrinkles are beginning to form and that our posture is not as upright as it once was. My greatest fear next to death, is old age and loneliness. Who will take care of me? Will I be a botheration?
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