The older I get and the farther away I am from them, the more I value family.
For the first time in a long, long time - some seven years - the majority of my family got to spend some time together. It was good, it felt like the cliched 'old times'. Family brings so much variety to life, to the dinner table, to shopping experiences and to perspectives.
It's a good summer. There's sun, warmth - or, heat, maybe! - food, family and, I feel like getting back to writing again. I've found that my writing impulses are triggered most during phases of life when I feel emotion stronger than usual. This summer, my heart's soaring.
Shukrana.
