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Death: All That Comes, Must Go.

I feel like I write a lot about religion, because religion is so near and dear to me. I pray my future kids, husband, friends, coworkers and acquaintances can feel as close to a feeling as I feel. It makes the inside of me tremble just writing it, and honestly can get my tears ducts spouting if I think about that feeling for a  few seconds more.

I love feeling connected to higher calling. That being said, lately, I have been thinking about something that we all will go through: DEATH.

Death scares me, because as close as I feel to religion and understanding it, I feel just as far from understanding “death”.   As a believer, I know where all my eggs should be when I think about death; Islam provides me with guidance. But for some reason, it sits a funny way with my soul. I cannot get my self to feel comfortable with it. I’m not sure if I’m supposed to get comfortable with it, I think it is just something I have to accept.

I have to be thankful that I fear it, and that it constantly reminds me to make the most of all of my relationships in this world. Death reminds me to spend a few extra minutes each day talking to my mom and checking in with my dad, it reminds me to hug my husband extra tight and to make sure I look into his eyes, it reminds me that I should enjoy cheesecake, and also reminds me that if I want to enjoy a few extra precious moments with my loved ones I should probably put down my favorite diet drinks (which apparently aren’t that good for you – boo).

After writing all of this, I understand why we need death. It helps you appreciate “now”, because there may not be a “later”.

Also, I wanted to thank each and everyone of my readers! I don’t have too many, but I have enough to be thankful for your love and support. Writing has always been away for me to feel connected and has always allowed me to explore the deeper meaning in any event going on in my life. I hope I can inspire you to write, and to contemplate things that are uncomfortable.

Love and light.

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Organization: Not just applicable to your closet.

There is a lot going on in my life at the moment. I have finals to prepare for, personal issues consuming my thoughts, a condo that needs to be organized, and a kitchen that needs to be stocked.

Unlike the pleasant Atlanta weather, my life is not so pleasant at the moment. I have had two weeks to reflect on certain circumstances and I have come to the conclusion that: I could be a pessimist, or I can be an optimist, the choice is MINE. I choose to be an optimist, because  the bright side, allows me to be more useful with my time, helps me get back on track, puts me in a pleasant mood, and allows me to project my happiness in others, which in turn, allows them to project their happiness upon me.

I cannot hide from my  issues, or push my issues under a rug, but I can delegate the mental stress  I devote to each issue and the order I decide to stress about each particular issue. So for example, my second year final exams are my first priorities.  Second, When I get spare time, I should go grocery shopping, stock my fridge. Third, I need clean my apartment. I do not need to do an IMPECCABLE job, but I do need to clear the sink, wipe down my counters. After attacking these issues, and after my exams are over, I will stress about issues that will affect my mood & things that if dealt with right now, would cause me to devote less than 100% towards studying for my exams.  After my exams are done, I will tackle them, surfacing/dealing with them now, will seriously just be a waste of time, and could potentially jeopardize my ability to perform well on my finals.

I hope you are not dealing with anything to serious, but if you are — remember choose to be an optimist. Delegate your time accordingly. Only love those that love you, and try to put on a fake smile, even if you feel like this is the WORST DAY EVER. It will get better, and smiling is the first step — I promise.

Love.

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