THOUGHTS OF A SOMALI GIRL

Hello everyone! I saw something today that I just wanted to quickly share with y'all.  Humans are helpless when they are babies. We completely depend on our mothers. It  was an exhausting day and I was on my way home from class. I was on the bus. A young woman came in with a stroller. She didn't look much older than I. She sat down on the seat beside me. I watched her lift the edge of the blanket covering her baby's stroller so she could look through the small corner at her baby. Inside the stroller, underneath the canopy of a blue blanket, was an adorable little baby. He looked about 2 months old. The bus ride was rough and bumpy. Every now and then, the bus would be jolted and we'd all be jarred from our tired stupor. Each time, the young mother would lower her head to peek through the small corner. Checking on him. To see if he was okay. I'd look at the child each time his mother peeked in at him. He looked comfortable and kept staring at m...

Hello everyone! Or Assalamualaikum (peace be upon you)! I'm back woohoo! This blog ain't dead - yet. Hopefully, I never give up on this, I really enjoying posting and I've noticed I'm getting quite the views :) And the best feeling is getting comments! Thank-you, keep those comments coming - whether they're negative or positive - I love to read them :) I'm going to share a short personal story today. The story I'd like to share today is my spiritual journey. We all think about religion and our purpose in life at some point in our lives; it's part of human nature. We begin to question a lot of things even if you are raised in a religious household. I was raised in a semi-religious Muslim household. And there came a time in my life where I began to struggle with my faith in Islam. Eventually, I even began to struggle in my faith in God. I became agnostic for a while. Did I just say that I was agnostic? A Muslim saying that she was agnostic? A...