Lady Breeze

It took me such a long time to figure it out. It’s only after I understood.  I realised we are so much alike. Only after I felt there is something missing. Just after all these years has passed. It took me so much time to grasp it.  But I twigged it. I found it and I know what I want.  Please come home!

تقولين لي أنك تخافين الحب. لماذا تخافينه يا صغيرتي؟ أتخافين نور الشمس؟ أتخافين مدَّ البحر؟ أتخافين طلوع الفجر؟ أتخافين مجيء الربيع؟ لما يا ترى تخافين الحب؟ أنا أعلم أن القليل في الحب لا يرضيك، كما أعلم أن القليل في الحب لا يرضيني. أنت وأنا لا ولن نرضى بالقليل. نحن نريد الكثير. نحن نريد كل شيء. نحن نريد الكمال. لا تخافي الحب يا ماري، لا تخافي الحب يا رفيقة قلبي، علينا أن نستسلم إليه رغم ما فيه من الألم والحنين والوحشة ورغم ما فيه من الالتباس والحيرة. ―  جبران خليل جبران

Me: How you doing?  You: Great. You: How you doing?  Me: Great. Me and You: Have a great day!

Imagine you wake up everyday by the sound of waves on the beach, the sun lights through the window and the sight of the greenery in the garden in the front. Would not that be beautiful? Now know that THIS WILL NEVER HAPPEN!

"We can’t get too close. If we felt even a little of the love and the joy and the hopes that our patients are saying goodbye to, we'd never be able to function. Some lit bit of support, some bit of peace, some bit of closure. Something good, some little peace of beauty in the midst of some place dark. An unexpected gift just when it’s needed most."  Greys Anatomy - Life Lesson

This being human is a guest house. Every morning a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor. Welcome and entertain them all! Even if they're a crowd of sorrows, who violently sweep your house empty of its furniture, still, treat each guest honorably. He may be clearing you out for some new delight. The dark thought, the shame, the malice, meet them at the door laughing, and invite them in. Be grateful for whoever comes, because each has been sent as a guide from beyond. Rumi

After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul and you learn that love doesn't mean leaning and company doesn't always mean security. And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts and presents aren't promises and you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes ahead with the grace of woman, not the grief of a child and you learn to build all your roads on today because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans and futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight. After a while you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much so you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers. And you learn that you really can endure you really are strong you really do have worth and you learn and you learn with every goodbye, you learn...   Veronica A. Shoffstall

I remember it very well. I could still see the whole picture lively in front of me, as if it was yesterday. I still hear it. I still feel it. I can’t believe it. Eight years have passed! Can you believe it? I was young. I was too far away. Maybe that’s why it made it a bit easier for me. And I wasn’t able to understand and realize it clearly. I wish I could have seen you one last time. I wish I had stayed in your arms a bit longer last time you hugged me. I wish I stayed longer with you. I wish our conversations were longer. I’m back, but you are not here any longer. But I’m sure you are in a better place. I miss you. اللهم ارحم جميع موتانا وموتى المسلمين رحمة واسعة وتغمدهم برحمتك .. اللهم قهم عذابك يوم تبعث عبادك .. اللهم أنزل نورا من نورك عليهم .. اللهم نوّر عليهم قبورهم ووسع مدخلهم وآنس وحشتهم .. اللهم ارحم غربتهم وارحم شيبتهم .. اللهم اجعل قبورهم روضة من رياض الجنة ولا تجعل...