“The most painful goodbyes are the ones that are never said and never explained.”

This scene from the series I watched this morning was deeply emotional. I’ve always believed that time helps with grief. I admit that it dulls the pain, but it never truly erases it. What this scene made clear to me is that leaning into the people who are still alive, maximizing moments with them, and truly appreciating them, helps us move forward.

Especially when there are unspoken words and unresolved situations with those we’ve lost, redirecting that love, care, and presence to those who are still here can ease the pain. If you’ve ever experienced the grief of losing someone close, you begin to appreciate every moment with your loved ones, because you never know which one might be the last. Loss teaches us to value presence more deeply.

I slept very late last night and hoped to get some rest after Subh, but that hope was dashed by Saturday morning duties, cooking breakfast, and handling other chores. I’m surviving on barely three hours of sleep in the last twenty-four hours. My mum even said I’m already performing “head of the house” duties. Please, which head of the house wakes up early on a Saturday to cook for the entire family while juggling other chores?

Today was movie day, though I watched a whopping three episodes, and I’m glad I did. I also worked on my database studies, and I’m really getting a good grasp of MySQL now. I trekked a long distance this afternoon under the hot sun to deliver a package to a friend. The distance itself wasn’t stressful; I’m used to trekking, but the sun was unforgiving. I was drenched in sweat and didn’t even bring my face towel along for the journey of sweaty rewards.

Olajumoke went out today, and she has a gist for me, so I’m rushing this entry to go and listen.

Things I’m grateful for today:

Food. I ate good food today and felt genuinely satisfied with myself and my cooking skills. If there’s one thing I can confidently impress anyone with, it’s my cooking.

Qur’an. The constant.