Unforgettable

Today I woke up as any other day. It felt like that to. Nothing on my mind, fully rested. Over all great! A while  later I got dressed and went to work. A pretty normal day. I looked at my watch  many times during the day, as usual, to see what the date was. Although I would be sure of it, it always read 11. But what skipped my mind was that tody was September 11. 12 years ago on this precise day, the twin towers in New York,NY were hit by a terrorist group.

That day is etched into my brain unlike any other . I remember exactly where i was at that exact moment. I was in 6th grade and we had home room. We were all just sitting around minding our own business. When suddenly our teacher's daughter (also a teacher) came running in, tears rolling down her face. She was screaming put the news on! Fast! I remember sitting for almost an hour like the rest of the world. Trying to get a grip on what was going on. But I wasn't that old. It didn't make sense to me.

This was 12 years ago. Sometimes its hard to believe it was that long ago. But today after I got home from work and settled down, I was online, trying to see what was going on around me. When it finally hit me that today was September 11th. Although I get worked up when I recall what happened that day. How many innocent lives disappeared, just like that. And as I remember that I also  remember what's going on in the world now. How many children lost their parents, siblings and families. How many parents lost a child. How many innocent lives were simply thrown in the street like they are dead animals. Palestine has been under attack for over 65 years. Where are the tears shed for them. Or the Egyptian or Syrian or Afghan or Lebanese or Iraqi people. Where does all the suffering go. Who is caring or remembering what they are going through and a day to day basis.

I'm not saying that what happened 12 years ago on a single day is not something to be saddened about. I just keep remembering that there are people out there that are just trying to stay alive every day. Children fighting to stay alive to see the next sunrise. Dreaming of living a normal life, going to school, making new friends, giving back to society.

So when I say unforgettable, I mean unforgettable are the lives of every human that was ripped from there family and friends against their own will. Unforgettable are the lost souls that we forget to mention. The innocent bystander's.

May peace fill the lands and mountains. And may all your loved ones always be safe and sound. Until next time, Peace,XO.

Close Call.

I was planning on writing yesterday since it was still fresh in my mind with lots of thoughts swimming in my mind. But it was to much to handle. 

Yesterday was like any other day. Long day at work, eating dinner, a little rest. Than my dad comes home from work. And like any other night, we were all just sitting and relaxing, as well as joking around. Like most nights my dad called my uncle, to see how things were in Buffalo, and how my brother was doing. It was at that precise moment that my uncle got to the scene. For you see, my brother and cousin got into a terrible accident. We still didn't have details, just that they where ok. After my dad hung up the phone, my dear uncle sent my dad a picture of my brother's car. Once I saw it, one thing, and one thing only crossed my mind, there was no way they could have survived that. The car was practically gone! There was nothing left of it!

Thats when all hell broke loose. It's so much more harder to get news like that and know for a fact you can't reach him. He lives 5833 miles away. Which is about a 13 hour flight. Personally I'm a paranoid person, I worry soo much about the people around, the people I love witn all  y heart. I hate getting bad news! I'm sure it's the same for everyone. But I feel like I truly can't handle it.

I'm happy to say though, that both my brother and my cousin are ok. One is put in such situations as a test, to test there faith. And I honestly believe that God has put us through this experience to remind us that he has the power to do everything, and that we should be constantly thanking him for everything he has done for us as well as given us!

Do me and my family a favour, and keep us in your prayers. May God keep your family and loved ones safe.  Peace until next time, XO.

Lost!

Today was a pretty long day. But pretty good I can say. I like that I'm still at that stage where I can go to work and learn new things! 

But something I've noticed the past few days is that alot of people keep bringing up different subjects! Subject's that I personally would rather keep the book closed on for a while.

I know you guys are probably think, "what is this girl talking about?" But it's nothing in specific. One of my colleagues at work mentioned something to me the other day. She said that sometimes I act like I'm totally Arab but most of the time I think like a western raised person. And that got me thinking of course! I rarely ever stop! Could that be the reason why I feel sometimes like I can't live here in Jordan? Is that why I find it unbearable every once in a while? Dont get me wrong Jordan is a beautiful country with so many creative, smart, unique individuals. But sometimes it's just to much!

I have to admit though work is helping me. Little by little but hopefully I'll get used to it! I have to! One has to adapt to the environment he is put in! Hopefully I will!

Peace til next time! XO!