With the end of Ramadan comes a bittersweet moment when tasted in the company of a patchwork of communities stitched together to celebrate Eid. Each contemplation piece I have posted is a reminder of the valuable lessons that I have come to know during this blessed month. Each iftar that has led to the day of Eid served not just food or drink to break the fast but provided an opportunity to call a stranger a friend, to meet friends as brothers and sisters, and to recognize the One that made it all possible. Prophet Muhammad ﷺ said,
“Be in this life as if you were a stranger or traveler on a path. If you reach the evening then do not expect to reach the morning, and if you reach the morning then do not expect to reach the evening. Take from your health before your sickness and from your life before your death” (Sahih Bukhari).
Since the day I chose to journey outside the comfort of my home to places around the world to make real the vision of my career, I have been gifted by God with the company of those that remind me of Him. In every Ramadan since my university days, these new additions to my extended family became apart of blessings that I couldn’t help but keep count of in both mind and heart. They were the phone calls before dawn to make sure I started my fast on time. They were the shoulder to lean on when nights grew heavy on the mind. They were the hugs that embraced the best our worlds had to offer. They were the controllable laughter at the face of what was uncontrollable. They were the lending hand that served more than the kindness in every shared cup of tea. They were and still are the mirror to moments of strength and weakness that span as long as their example serves. Whether they reside in my past, present, or future, know that they will always reside in my duas. May we meet again at a time and place much better than we part ways, insha’Allah. Eid Mubarak :-)