I took a hiatus from this blog because my privacy was being disrupted by a creep. Someone from my past decided to capitalize on my old Instagram handle (@lavieluv) and impersonate me. In doing so, they also put my blog link into their bio. I was so frustrated. Fortunately my lawyer is close by, so for my stalker who is reading this: tread lightly *Bryan Cranston voice* Sorry, I had to take it there. But, yeah.
The point is: I’m back and no one is going to be able to steal my shine. This blog marks the beginning of my growth. The desert rose is still the only flower that can survive in desert climate … forever.
P.s– I’m still growing.
My family has reunited due to the accident my father got in. We are all devastated, slightly sick of each other but also secretly happy to have gathered together. The last time we were all together was 4 Eid ago — and what do you know, tomorrow is Eid. Full circle sh*t.
In the back of my head “Roses” by Kanye is constantly playing.
“Cause with my family we know where home is
And so instead of sending flowers, we’re the roses”
We are coping in our own ways but we are together. And that’s more than what a lot of people can say.
Most of my current friends don’t have much family. Either they were estranged due to horrible circumstances or they died. I’m in full gratitude. My mom is so stressed that she often forgets that she has 5 daughters that are scrambling around her, willing to do anything. But that’s my mom.
I leave tonight and I’m headed to my other reality; traveling foreign lands.
It almost seems like I’m time traveling. One minute I’m in France sipping champagne, the next I’m in a hospital where I am plagued with memories of my past. I’m delighted to see growth, especially from pain. I’ve been patting myself on the back and giving myself high fives for waking up and getting out. I could only imagine what my reality would have been if I continued to keep myself around bad company.
When you lie down with dogs you’ll get fleas, be careful of the company you keep.
Figuratively speaking, I still have fleas from lying down with those dogs… they just don’t itch anymore. Ha.