Increasingly, I find that the past decade has become a blur, and I start to forget all that we have done through the years. The blur coincides with two things: raising a family, and finding more stability at work.
Fortunately, I also have two things to counteract it: a blog with which I have accidentally recorded my significant thoughts and feelings through this period, and a large collection of digital photos. Perhaps with the two combined, I might reconstruct this forgotten decade, recalling all that has actually occurred, restoring it to its rightful place high above youthful disquiet.
And so it is that this morning since fajr I have refreshed my memory, remembering each significant event of the past decade, since those two little angels appeared in our lives. The visits from friends and family. Our travels abroad. Our construction projects, here and there. My mother-in-law visiting us here. My parents visiting us there. The children progressing through school. Our migration to Turkey and back. My decade of remote-working. The blossoming of the garden.
It turns out that we have done and achieved much over the past ten years. Perhaps it is only the pandemic which has expunged it from my mind. But even there, we achieved much in those two years too. Perhaps I just need a good rest to recuperate, and reengage with the present once more. My mind feels frazzled. Must repair.
Last modified: 29 November 2022
