I had all four wisdom teeth taken out last Tuesday. The recovery period is longer than I would have hoped or even imagined. One thing I am really fighting against is my inclination towards self-diagnosing. I am a hypochondriac, self-diagnosed (LOL). Usually when I get sick, it's symptoms I've had before so I know what… Continue reading Ruminating on rumination
In exactly one month, it will be my three-year wedding anniversary. But it's been only three years? Really? Why does it feel like Mr. Rafia and I have been married for longer? Is it because when I reflect on where I was before getting married, I cannot recognize who I was and who I have… Continue reading Trips back home, “holiday” eating, and back to life, back to lality.
One of the most beautiful things in life is proving -- not others -- but yourself wrong. I guess you could say I've done this before, in tiny spurts, but something feels different now. Are these the post-Hajj blessings? Perhaps. It's not in spiritual matters, so I can't know for sure. Although, that doesn't mean… Continue reading Becoming whom I never thought I could be
Ramadan will begin this evening and thus, tomorrow will be the first fast of this lunar year for many Muslims living in North America. I now live in the land of calculations (i.e. ISNA), so I know for a fact my first fast will be tomorrow. But whether one follows the moon- sighting or not,… Continue reading It has begun… or will begin very soon! i.e. some pre-Ramadan thoughts.
Once "fat" becomes your marker for self-identification, obsession with weight and body image perhaps never leave you. Sometimes, I desperately wish I was more like Alison Sweeney. Alison Sweeney, for those unfamiliar, is the former host of The Biggest Loser and soap-opera actress who (relatively) famously struggled with her weight in her youth. She later… Continue reading The War On Our Bodies