suddenly, in one split moment, everything you have ever known is completely undone. those last few shreds that you were desperately hanging onto...gone into oblivion.
but then, you realize you have to take that first new step. as a completely different person. with a drastically different view of the world, yourself, and just about everyone around you. but my new first step comes loaded with knowledge and experience. LOADED.
Bye Bye old Reem.
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Sunday, May 03, 2009
In this Journey of life
Love and Knowledge. That is all we can take with us at the end.
Enrich your life with Love and Knowledge.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
not the fool
i was once a very trusting person. too trusting. i was naive.
i wish I still was. there is such beauty in being able trust people.
unfortunately, life has taught me over and over again that most people are not worthy of being trusted.
and that is fine. so long as I know better....
i wish I still was. there is such beauty in being able trust people.
unfortunately, life has taught me over and over again that most people are not worthy of being trusted.
and that is fine. so long as I know better....
Saturday, March 14, 2009
simple things in life
i've been back in london the past three weeks. really good to be back. really good to just walk. learning to appreciate the small things in life. i'm also learning to simplify everything. and I feel happier this way. i feel lighter.
i think that is how life should be. simpler. and I really believe that beauty is where we have forgotten to look.
i think that is how life should be. simpler. and I really believe that beauty is where we have forgotten to look.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
A New Year for me, you, and everyone.
It's a new year. 2008 couldnt have ended soon enough for me. and with everything that has been taking place in Gaza, 2009 hasnt had the best start. But i am still hopeful. because I have to be.
what I went through is inexplicable. suffice to say it was not pretty and i have my regrets. but it was not in my hands. the pain I went through was bigger than me. and as I would be hard on myself for not being stronger, I realized I was not just mourning the months following my father's death, but rather, I was mourning the past eleven years he suffered with his illness. 11 years of worrying, watching him in pain, wondering if he would be around for long, the anxiety...top that with the trauma of witnessing him die an excruciating and humiliating death...it was bound to have a strong effect on my psyche.
but i have come a long way in the past year. we celebrated the anniversary of his death by going to visit his grave in syria. and it was then, as I stood next to his grave, that I realized what I had finally accepted. He was not there. He is not around anymore, and he isnt coming back. such is life. i am not the first, nor the last to experience this unfortunately. and i wish nobody had to experience grief.
i am in doha now. been spending more time in doha than london lately. i love london, but it can be lonely. and it is lonely for ali.
doha has its setbacks as far as privacy goes, but honestly, what a great place to be these days. I have to genuinely express my admiration and affection for the Emir of Qatar, Sheikh Hamad, and his wife, Sheikha Mozah. What outstanding people. How lucky I am to be Qatari today.
my heart has been broken however for the people of Gaza. the amount of tears I have shed for them took me back to last year. the situation really hit a nerve on two fronts, a) as a mother who was distraught to see these poor palestinian children terrorized and massacred, and b) as a human being who just suffered immense grief and loss herself watching these poor men and women and children losing their own children, wives, husbands and parents in such an unjust and brutal manner. the stories and images took me back, and I had to act.
I need to stand up for the rights of fellow humans whose human rights are being compromised. It is THEIR right that I do so, and my duty to do so for them. I have always wanted and needed to work on behalf of human rights. and now, more than ever, I know I will do it.
Activism and charity work is now what I have decided to commit to. And I am happy for it. For the difference it will hopefully make in people lives, and the peace of mind I pray it will give me.
Life is all interwoven. my happiness, my son, my husband, my family, and my fellow human beings...we are all in this together. we share this life together.
so, to myself, and to all of you, Happy New Year. God Willing.
what I went through is inexplicable. suffice to say it was not pretty and i have my regrets. but it was not in my hands. the pain I went through was bigger than me. and as I would be hard on myself for not being stronger, I realized I was not just mourning the months following my father's death, but rather, I was mourning the past eleven years he suffered with his illness. 11 years of worrying, watching him in pain, wondering if he would be around for long, the anxiety...top that with the trauma of witnessing him die an excruciating and humiliating death...it was bound to have a strong effect on my psyche.
but i have come a long way in the past year. we celebrated the anniversary of his death by going to visit his grave in syria. and it was then, as I stood next to his grave, that I realized what I had finally accepted. He was not there. He is not around anymore, and he isnt coming back. such is life. i am not the first, nor the last to experience this unfortunately. and i wish nobody had to experience grief.
i am in doha now. been spending more time in doha than london lately. i love london, but it can be lonely. and it is lonely for ali.
doha has its setbacks as far as privacy goes, but honestly, what a great place to be these days. I have to genuinely express my admiration and affection for the Emir of Qatar, Sheikh Hamad, and his wife, Sheikha Mozah. What outstanding people. How lucky I am to be Qatari today.
my heart has been broken however for the people of Gaza. the amount of tears I have shed for them took me back to last year. the situation really hit a nerve on two fronts, a) as a mother who was distraught to see these poor palestinian children terrorized and massacred, and b) as a human being who just suffered immense grief and loss herself watching these poor men and women and children losing their own children, wives, husbands and parents in such an unjust and brutal manner. the stories and images took me back, and I had to act.
I need to stand up for the rights of fellow humans whose human rights are being compromised. It is THEIR right that I do so, and my duty to do so for them. I have always wanted and needed to work on behalf of human rights. and now, more than ever, I know I will do it.
Activism and charity work is now what I have decided to commit to. And I am happy for it. For the difference it will hopefully make in people lives, and the peace of mind I pray it will give me.
Life is all interwoven. my happiness, my son, my husband, my family, and my fellow human beings...we are all in this together. we share this life together.
so, to myself, and to all of you, Happy New Year. God Willing.
Wednesday, January 07, 2009
Tuesday, December 02, 2008
Monday, November 03, 2008
Beautiful
I'm looking for a way to feel you hold me
To feel your heart beat just one more time
I'm reaching back, trying to touch the moment
Each precious minute that you were mine
How do you prepare, when you love someone this way,
To let them go a little more each day?
The stars we put in place
The dreams we didn't waste
The sorrows we embraced
The world belonged to you and me
The oceans that we crossed
The innocence we've lost
The hurting at the end
I go there again,
I cause it was beautiful.
It was beautiful.
Some days missing you is overwhelming
When it hits me you're not coming back
And in my darkest hours, I have wondered
Was it worth it for the time we had?
My thoughts get kinda scattered, but one thing I know is true
I bless the day that I found you
Beautiful by Jennifer Paige
Friday, October 03, 2008
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