Dear dad..

Please be healthy, Dad

Somehow, I have also been finding myself impressed with a profound amount of gratitude for the things great and small that i’ve so often taken for granted.  I’ve spent a lot of time, over the last few years especially, fighting off the moans of creative frustration, HEARTBREAK, depression, anxiety, day to day dramas, and whatever else can be fueled by too much attention and spiritual unrest.
but, as I sit here now in an impending darkness far greater than all those emotions combined, I’m humbled by defeat and forced to open my eyes and heart. 

Oh God, You can take everything I have, For every moment that I have hope and health and love and friends and air and lights, food, rain on my window, a bed, songs, a voice, 10 fingers 10 toes, hands, strength and music and art and beautiful people who actually listen to what I make, for every glimmer of everything and so much more… except my father, because I can’t live without him. I can’t stand to see him with pain, You can take anything... but NOT MY DAD ! :’(

    Dear God, Please keep my precious Dad in my prayers. He is the purest, kindest and most honorable human being I’ve ever known. Somehow I got lucky to be his daughter. 
Allah, I just never know when something could be taken away.

09 June 2013

in my sadness