This week was my twenty-sixth birthday. I cannot believe how old I’m becoming and how quick time flies.
On top of this birthday, my little cousin who means more than anything in the world to me is turning eighteen in a few days. I held her in my arms the day she was born. I cannot believe that in this short amount of time, we have become adults.
This week I’ve done quite a bit of reflecting.
I’m not at all where I thought I would be at twenty-six. I’m single, childless, I’ve decided not to work… Many people think my life is a train wreck.
Can I tell you something? My life is a beautiful mess.
Yes, I’m not the person I thought I would be if you read my five year goals at age 21… but I’m better.
While I so look forward to meeting my nuseeb (soulmate) someday soon inshaAllah and having a little Muslim family together, I have been building myself and bettering myself every day.
I’m still working on becoming the best “me” that I can be, but at age twenty-six, I’m still a work in progress.
I’ve learned to be so incredibly happy for the other people in my life that have achieved the goals that I hope to achieve soon and pray that the goals that Allah has in store for me are just as blessed.
Thanks for the birthday love from everyone. I appreciate your prayers, well wishes, and even your concerns…
Alhamdulilah for everything that has happened to me in these past 26 years and Alhamdulilah for everything that I wanted but Allah did not give me.