How are you? We sure are living in confusing times now, and I have to admit, in between trying our best to hold on to hope and positivity, it sure can be overwhelming to consume bad news every other hour of the day. Here’s how I’m surviving for now: shifting all our toddler tables to the backyard so the kids and ourselves can get some fresh air during meal times and playtime. And, I write. Writing has always been an amazing therapy for me. I decided, to cope in between the consumption of anxiety-inducing news on a regular basis, I’d write a poem each day. I’ve set out prompts for every day of these coming two weeks, and will be posting my poems here. Above are the prompts which I've posted on my social media sites. You AND your kids are welcomed to join in! It doesn’t have to be a long or a deep poem. Just write ANYTHING consisting those words. A short poem, a funny poem, a story, a journal entry of your day, anything! Post it on your social media account & do tag me when you do! Also add the hashtag #StayHomeAndWrite. I’d love to read your words! Alternatively, you may write your poems in the comments' section below.
While we’re all socially distanced, I hope that doesn’t stop us from being together within the forces of love. Love, light, and hugs from a sanitized & socially acceptable distance. Stay well & let’s take care of each other.
P/S: I'm on @azaliasuhaimi at Instagram, @azaliasuhaimi on Twitter, and 'Azalia Suhaimi PhotoPoetry' on Facebook.
It may seem as if we were never quite prepared for this -
we wish we'd skipped,
the possibility of falling sick
(well God forbid) -
it may seem as if we were never quite prepared for this,
but not until we realize
that a mother's heart is always prepared
for more reasons to protect her child,
and somewhere in between running out of things to do,
somewhere in between wondering
if we should stock up our favourite boxes of comfort food,
we'll be glad to discover
that we have been given opportunities
to also stock up
a ton of memories we will build within these four walls,
and most of all,
to keep each other safe.
And with a little hope,
these are the things you will find overflowing on the aisle,
and these are the things
that will get us through.
As the years go by, you will learn that the beautiful thing about growing up isn’t just the candles blown, but the way you light up into someone new, the way you’ll learn about the traits you never knew you had, the way they flicker not just in the dark, the way they continue to shimmer even with the years passing by.
And while you steady your hands to cut the pieces of your cake, you will find that your hands grow steadier with each passing year, and the slices grow a lot neater and more even, but the best and most important part is that you’ll learn that what truly matters isn’t in the evenness of your cake slices, but in the way that you’re thinking of all the people you’d like to serve, and the way you wouldn’t mind sharing your last slice with a person you love, you will learn that the most important thing is love.
And even best of all, you will soon learn that you won’t have to wait for us to sing you a birthday song to realize that you are our song. P/S: My eldest turned six a few days ago, and I am mighty proud of the way she doesn’t make a fuss about cancelling two things she’s been looking forward to so much due to the current Covid-19 pandemic - a McDonald’s birthday party supposedly to be held today, and our UK trip due next week.
She showed the biggest smile at our simple celebration at home on her actual birthday. You sure have grown, Orked, inside and outside. Alhamdulillah.