Just for the record... saying goodbye SUCKS and is definitely not my forte. But, if it weren't for goodbyes, we wouldn't have hellos...
T-minus six hours until my flight departs to JFK to visit my little cousins and my amazing uncle. Why am I still up? Laundry. Laundry, I hate you. Almost as much as I hate my laziness when it comes to doing laundry. But anyway, I'll be staying mostly in Hoboken, NJ which is literarily right across the Hudson River and the city. It also happens to be the birthplace of my favorite male artist...
Dear Future Husband,
Please sing like Mr. Sinatra. Please sing to me like Mr. Sinatra on our wedding day. And everyday we spend together. Cool, thanks!
Ok moving on to what's been on my mind a lot recently...
God.
Once while I was visiting my uncle and aunt, I went into Manhattan with my aunt to have coffee with her and her Baha'i friend. At the time (fresh year in HS), that meeting was insignificant... but looking back at it now, I'm pretty sure it was meant to happen. I don't even remember the guys name or what he looked like, but who he was and how he was it and the fact that I saw him for that... it all happened for a reason. That reason wasn't clear until after a significant change in my life, but to me, it just shows that God's been here the whole time. I've just been too self occupied and caught up in the details and my own emotions to see it. I know I'm begin vague... but sorry blog, I don't trust you that much just yet.
So cynical Maryam (yes, that Maryam exists but only in my head. It rarely sees the light of day... poor thing, it's so pale) would say that I'm being stupid and of course you're going to find something like that if you're looking for it. And on top of that, there's 6 billion people living in this world... why would God make something so small like that happen in your little insignificant life when He's got 5,999,999,999 other people to worry about? But emotional/logical Maryam (I know, weird combination right? Whatever, my mind is a mind of its own) trumps cynical Maryam here because emotional/logical Maryam tells cynical Maryam to shut it because sometimes you just have that feeling in your gut. She calls it Faith.
T-minus six hours until my flight departs to JFK to visit my little cousins and my amazing uncle. Why am I still up? Laundry. Laundry, I hate you. Almost as much as I hate my laziness when it comes to doing laundry. But anyway, I'll be staying mostly in Hoboken, NJ which is literarily right across the Hudson River and the city. It also happens to be the birthplace of my favorite male artist...
Dear Future Husband,
Please sing like Mr. Sinatra. Please sing to me like Mr. Sinatra on our wedding day. And everyday we spend together. Cool, thanks!
Ok moving on to what's been on my mind a lot recently...
God.
Once while I was visiting my uncle and aunt, I went into Manhattan with my aunt to have coffee with her and her Baha'i friend. At the time (fresh year in HS), that meeting was insignificant... but looking back at it now, I'm pretty sure it was meant to happen. I don't even remember the guys name or what he looked like, but who he was and how he was it and the fact that I saw him for that... it all happened for a reason. That reason wasn't clear until after a significant change in my life, but to me, it just shows that God's been here the whole time. I've just been too self occupied and caught up in the details and my own emotions to see it. I know I'm begin vague... but sorry blog, I don't trust you that much just yet.
So cynical Maryam (yes, that Maryam exists but only in my head. It rarely sees the light of day... poor thing, it's so pale) would say that I'm being stupid and of course you're going to find something like that if you're looking for it. And on top of that, there's 6 billion people living in this world... why would God make something so small like that happen in your little insignificant life when He's got 5,999,999,999 other people to worry about? But emotional/logical Maryam (I know, weird combination right? Whatever, my mind is a mind of its own) trumps cynical Maryam here because emotional/logical Maryam tells cynical Maryam to shut it because sometimes you just have that feeling in your gut. She calls it Faith.
= my inspiration for the different Maryams... AKA my favorite movie of all time.
Looks like I know what I'm watchin' on the plane tomorrow!! Wud up NYC?
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