Reflections of Self...
It's a overcast afternoon - Dubai's much-awaited, highly-anticipated, and very often wrongly predicted, annual thunderstorm; and surprisingly in the daily din of our routine, we the members of this household, have collectively found our serendipitous moment of peaceful silence at 5.39pm on an unassuming, weekday Wednesday. That is a rare occurring. I recall before these three kids had made their entrance into our lives, days like this would make me think of home. Today, as the thunder rings in the background, I think of Pakistan in the most beautifully romantic way, but the epicenter than I call home has moved to the ground beneath my feet. This last year has seen many changes; we've got a new member in the house; my moral compass and truthful companion, AKA best friend, has moved to a different continent; life has sped up to a mind-boggling pace... and yet, in all of this, there is a calm, a centering of the soul. No more that agitated restlessness to prove myself, s...