In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Oh hi, Erin. I'm just sitting here wishing we were already married. It's not a blessing that we are not, but that is meant to be. You have your career right now, and I have to do whatever it is I have to do. So please be patient, and wait to when Allah gives us the big Yes. InshaAllah.
When I woke up this morning, after falling back to sleep after the dawn prayer, after waking up earlier to conduct extra worship, I ate a mango for breakfast. It's very close to mango season, and the first ripe ones are beginning to fall. Then I cleaned out the cat room, then I went and cleaned up at my parents' house. Then I watered all the baby plants. Next I planted more mangoes, after removing the pulp and seed pods of several fruit. At this rate, I will have hundreds of seedlings by the end of this season inshaAllah. My first harumanis/harumanis hybrids are coming along fine, but there are only 3 of them. So far. I deep fried a sausage calzone for lunch, then took a nap. After voice training, I exercised then tidied up my bedroom, and after the Asr prayer I trimmed the jackfruit tree behind my house. I took a shower and visited my Mom at the hospital. I had dinner at Ina's restaurant, prayed the sunset prayer, now I'm writing this love letter to you. I love you, Erin. And I need you.
Thursday, May 7, 2015
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