Going (written on a Boeing 747 at 16000 feet)

It all seems surreal.

I am now 16000 feet up in the air traveling at 535km per hour.

Just an hour ago I was joking around with my family, posing for photos that Dad always takes wih his ever handy DSLR, receiving pats on the back that usually accompany well- wishes of good luck and success...

Just an hour ago that I embraced my loving wife and two beautiful boys.

Adam of course didn't have an inkling to what was going on. I was just so happy to get to kiss him without him being asleep, or squrming and screaming for the comfort of his mother's bosom.

And Adel.. Adel almost broke my heart.. He followed me everywhere I went. He wouldn't even let go of my hand, and even came up with so many polite excuses to follow Daddy.

The loving faces of my parents.. And my siblings..

All locked away, etched into the very deepest recesses of my mind..

The memory that I will hold on to for the next three years.

I didn't know that leaving would be this hard..

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Anonymous said…

hang in there, buddy!

you'll get to see your family in no time, insyaAllah..

may Allah bless you and your family with strength, wisdom and courage...

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