Wandering in my garden under the warming sun at lunchtime, it occurs to me: “I have so much to be grateful for.”
If only the weird biochemical imbalance in my body would let me express joyful gratitude instead of heaping more melancholy on my head.
“Just snap out of it,” you might say. If only it were so simple. Let me seed alhamdulilah on my tongue instead.
Last modified: 6 October 2024
