One of my favorite parts of getting older has been seeing the knowledge of my friends blossom.
I love that I mentioned knee pain to a friend studying physical therapy, and we had a conversation about how to alleviate the pain.
I love that I can mention an obscure disease with a friend of mine and she knows the symptoms and how to treat it.
I love that a single person allows me to critically analyze Pride and Prejudice almost ten years after I’ve read it.
I love seeing the people I love grow.
Sometimes I don’t want to say no: Of course I want a slice of ham
Sometimes I want to say yes: I’d love to try your wine selection
Sometimes I don’t want to say no: Sure! I’ll come to your party
Sometimes I want to say yes: I’d love to take you out tonight
Sometimes I don’t want to say no: Nah, I’m not fasting, let’s get something
Sometimes I think they forget what some of us gave up
Sometimes I think of who I became, being worth more than what I gave up
Sometimes I think of my choice to become a Muslim