Hamoodi

Hamoodi is finished with Med School, so he has time to speak to me again. :) last night, my white AMERICAN neighbor called the cops on me because I was crying super loud in my apartment. I was just really going through it. I'm trying to buy a bigger apartment and having so much trouble because the mortgage system isn't good to small business owners, I'm about to be 27 and I don't have a husband or fiancée, I'll be too old to have kids by the time I get married unless a husband magically appears tomorrow and marries me before June 15th, we're in a recession, and the cost of homes is absurd. The future just seems really effing bleak to me. Anyway, my neighbor for some reason decided that someone was beating me...and the police then decided I was going to commit suidide when they found no one in my home beating me. So, they forced me to go to the hospital for 72 hour hold. Thankfully it ended up being a 13 hour hold, but still. It was very WTF. I was telling Hamoodi all about it and in his usual way, he was responding with sage advice. He wrote me these messages about marriage at the end of the conversation that just kind of read like poetry. If we lived in simpler times, I think Hamoodi would have made a wonderful philosopher.

And as far as marriage is concerned , Iman, you have to just be patient

And really pray to Allah

These things are largely out of our control

It's not difficult to get married 'cause you can pick someone tomorrow

It's about finding the right person

And really pray to God because one thing I realised is

None of us are owed marriage

We often act like it's something we're owed

But it's not and so we have to pray that we are in our lords favour

I wonder if he reads my blog and what he'll say about me sharing this.

Eid Mubarak,

Hayati

Huuno

Joon

Jaan