craving: a nice BBQ with my best friends
Salam Alikom to my sisters in Islam and a big
to all my non-muslim followers and readers....
The above picture is Mexico. I always went there with my family. I have so many good friends from there. This is right on the border, where I grew up.
As I sit down to have my morning cereal, I can't help but type on my keyboard a million miles a minute. So many things are racing through my mind and I am really amazed at how small this world really is. Last night before going to bed I was playing with my black berry and I was reading my emails. I got this PM on my expat account and, basically, it was a lady who was asking me about Dubai. She said she's from my home town in TEXAS and she has been reading my blog. She's really interested in knowing how the life is in Dubai. I was really excited and I wrote her back on my bb really fast, (note: I never do this: I usually wait for the next day to answer any emails I have received). So, here I am typing up a storm and really excited to get to know this lady from San Antonio, Texas. At the end of my last PM to her, I put my real name.
I woke up this morning and found another message, from her. She wrote back and said, "Ok, are you from Del Rio?" I jumped out of bed and was like *shocked*. She proceeded on telling me her real name and her last name and her married last name. Well, it just happens that I grew up with this girl. She has been my friend since we were children. She lived by my house and we would see each other every day at school, from third grade till our senior year. We lost contact after we graduated. Life just happened. The funny thing is, the last time I seen her was in 2002 at Wal- mart and I was wearing my hijab and abaya (head scarf and big dress that covers my normal clothes). In the next couple days I had left to Germany, we exchanged emails at Wal-mart and just never got in contact with each other. It happens. I think she was taken back when she saw that I covered and was Muslim.
So, here we are almost ten years later and as of now, she doesn't even know that I am who she thinks I am. I really should email her now. I would think they're still up. Maybe. But, I was to excited to not make a post about it. I just emailed her now. LOL I couldn't help it.
The funny thing is, last night my husband was watching one of his forensic shows and a man by the name of Mr. Macary came on and he was a rapist and a murderer. I turned and told my husband,"Ew we had this teacher in high school by the name of Mr. Macary and he used to give all the cheerleaders flowers. He was creepy." My husband made a face of disgust. I quickly thought of my friend who wrote me last night, she was a cheerleader. That's not all. Remember the post I made, "When I say I am Muslim, you turn the other cheek," Well, I thought of her in this post... Not that she did anything I didn't like when I met her again in 2002... but I would of liked to know what she thought of me reverting to Islam and being Muslim. When she saw me, she seemed very taken aback. It's funny how she was and has been in my mind these couple of days, and now she gets a hold of me. Kinda creepy. But, I've always had this since I was little. I dream of things and they come true. Mind y'all, it doesn't happen a lot, but none the less, it happens. I have a sick sense to a lot of things. It's creepy and scares me a tiny bit.
Anyways, I guess that's all. I am going to make a double post today. Look out for my next one. It's going to be a fun post. Pictures galore coming up.
P.S. Dearest childhood friend, I honestly think it's a GREAT opportunity, for a small town girl to head out and experience one of the most amazing countries ever. I can't wait to talk to you and tell you what you wanna know. People from all over the world are praying to come live here in United Arab Emirates. Y'all have the chance; take it and run. I also got a hold of Yoly Fuentes Ramon and we do keep in touch. She's honestly dying to come here to visit me here in UAE. Her Father in law came here and adored it.
final whisper: I can't wait to show you my home country and my husbands culture. God's willing you and your family will love it here.
It was lovely talking to you last night. God's willing y'all will get some great news.
