Thoughts and ideas buzz through my head like bees. Sometimes I walk through my day making mental notes: “Ooh, I have to remember to add that to the blog!” or “oh! I should add that to their journal!”. But once I get down to writing them, trying to evict that moment from memory- I end up staring at the screen instead. Because try as I may, I can’t bring out the words to do justice to the joy of having experienced it.
I can’t complain though. At the height of it all, I am taking each moment as it comes – living and loving every bit of it – cramping, crowding and imprinting a million different sensations into my memory, hoping to spill them as folklore to my grandkids one day inshaAllah. I only pray the memories will continue to jostle for supremacy just as fervently 20-30 years down the lane as they do today.
..o0(Please continue to wait while I collect my honey!)0o..