The morning of December 15, 2025 found me starring at my phone. Favorite photos pop us unsolicited every day. The one held great meaning. I used it the photo as my Good Morning Greeting to…
Over the years, and twice very recently, people have said they missed me. I was not ‘touched’ by this – often felt, in.a sense, intruded upon because I did not share the feeling. I did…
Today was officially declared a non blogging day. Both Shamir and Nesh were relieved of duties. I dutifully began reading Second Chance, announcing such to my Good Morning WhatsAppers in the following fashion: “Good morning! Planning…
Yesterdays blog spoke of learning from experiencing some degree of trauma at the hands of a pain in the ass – not necessarily always a person but sometimes a circumstance. I have had two such…
Prolonging life is a hotly debated topic. Decided I would ask AI to get an ‘independent’ viewpoint. I began by asking a general, open-ended question. (“Open-ended questions are questions that cannot be answered with a…
AI volunteered, in a previous blog, to show me how the Quran and early Muslim history frames migration as both a trial and a blessing. “It would parallel your experience beautifully.” I will now share…
Hope is my survival, success is my revenge is not original to me – the credit must go to Patricia Cornell. However, when I found that quote about two years ago, I made it mine….
Dateline: Lyf Hotel October 14, 2025 Time: 12:30 p.m. This has been the laziest day of my life, so far. My WhatsApp morning greeting was sent at 9:14 a.m. This is about two hours later…
This phrase suddenly came to mind, expressing the content of my daily blogs. It seems I should be writing of consequential matters; instead seem to focus upon my every day activities. Googled the phrase ,…
My description of the day ended with thanks to Shamir. Plans were made to meet later that evening and ‘burn the midnight oil’ – his phrase not mine. I am having massive ongoing problems with…