10 Ramadan 1442
Yesterday, I cried and cried and cried.
Deep from my stomach and chest and throat, full body, it’s been a long time coming cries. For sadness and gratitude. For pain and joy. For lost and found friends. For closing chapters and new beginnings. For all the people we loved who are gone and for all the people we did not know who are gone. For the loneliness of mourning in isolation. For all the fear of touching another and for all the fear of sharing breaths with one another and for all the fear of being a source of harm for another.
In the arms of the people who raised me, I allowed myself to cry.