All Hamdulillah.

Thank you Allah for all the blessings you have thrust upon me in the last week but have been too busy and ungrateful to notice.

Thank you for 8 new projects for my writing team in one week that have seemed completely insurmountable but now have almost completed thanks to my champion team and a whole lot of angst on my part. Thanks particularly to the many writers who submitted their work late and taught me to keep a bit of perspective on the writing gig – indeed it is not going to save the world, a country or even a person. It is just a job!

Thanks for my fantastic kids who are my best friends and never fail to put me back in my place as an inadequate human being that cant think of anything to give them for lunch, forgets to make them brush their teeth and cant be bothered to push them any harder to study for their exams, despite them still not knowing how tall Nanga Parbat is.

Thanks for the incredibly confronting lessons in mortality these last couple of weeks with more people dying around me than have died in my whole previous 40 years. The learning has been enormous and although I continue to grieve for all of them, the sweet preciousness of life that I still have is more keenly felt than ever before. The inspiration of the strong people around me serves more and more as a reminder of how to live with faith and without fear.

Thanks for all those I love and who are my friends despite my uncountable failings. InshAllah by the time my own end comes, I will have done something that has made Allah happy with me.

 

Amin

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