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a record of mundane things that have stuck in my mind, and what they may mean.

Sunday, November 14, 2004

Eid Mubarak

Last night, cleaning and studying, I was in the saddest sadness, that Ramadan is past and I havenít connected with Allah as much as I wanted. Last year, I was at the masjid the last day, and I cried, a lot of people cried. Every Eid, either because Iím too often too unconnected with my soul, or because I have truly gained something from Ramadan, I manage to perk up on Eid day. Today, it took a lot of effort.

Salat was crowded, very crowded. My father gave the khutba, it was good, but not his best.

I love to see all my siblings and their babies--I'm an auntie to five toddlers. They and my lilí bro are the reason I like to hope and work for a better world. Lilí bro gave everyone an Eid card; mine says: ďEid Mubarak, I love you, Eid Mubark, I hope you like Eid.Ē Of course Iím going to like Eid if my lilí bro hopes for it :)

Then, my favorite family besides of my ownómeaning people I really truly loveócame to visit us. Huma Aunty and Ahmed Uncle are really good, good people. Their girls take after them for the most part, inshaAllah.

Iíve been thinking about Iraqis all day; canít stop thinking about Najma, and Riverbendómy sisters in Islam.


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