Beautiful blessings in the wadi

In this online space, I have always been open and honest. I am often surprised when I peruse through my archives and see things I previously shared here. Whenever I have written a post, my process has always been the same. I’ll be wanting to pour my thoughts out on paper, and somehow through all…

Hail, Rain or Sunshine

  “I had plans”, she said. As she gazed forlornly out her bedroom window. She was me, last Saturday morning. The rain chucking down buckets as I mentally meandered through my day and tried to discard any unnecessary items. Bittersweet it was. Oh the irony of people literally crying for rain one night and the…