This morning, I woke up to a moment so simple yet so profound. As I opened the blinds, the sun poured in gently, its warm rays touching my face. The sky stretched out in its bright blue calmness, and for a moment, everything felt still. Peaceful, quiet, untouched.
In that stillness, a wave of thankfulness washed over me. Not the kind we speak about casually, but a deep, quiet gratitude that rises from the heart without being asked. My eyes grew teary as I whispered a thank you to my Lord, for the blessings I see, and the countless ones I don’t always notice. For breath. For warmth. For another morning to begin again.
Life is transitory, always shifting beneath our feet. After losing a loved one so close recently, my heart has felt tight and tender. But that is the beauty of this journey, we live and we live, we miss and we miss, and in the end, we surrender to the gentle wisdom and will of our Creator.
I felt grateful for the peace of mind that only He can give, the kind that settles softly on the heart. And I felt blessed for the good people around me, the ones who bring kindness, understanding, and gentleness into my days.
Sometimes it’s these tiny pockets of silence, sunlight, and softness that remind us how blessed we truly are. And today, in that calm morning light, my heart remembered. And it thanked its Lord for the past that shaped me, the present that holds me, and the future that awaits with its own hidden blessings.
~ QuratulAin Hamza
QuratulAin Hamza 