Wow. I just read through a few of my last posts. I’m shocked that I was so depressed. Especially now that I’m on the other side of it and feeling so so so much better.
I feel like I have a bright new outlook. And I’m really enjoying my kids, too. Maybe it was the medication change. Or maybe it was, um…maybe it was… I got nothing else. It was definitely the medication change.
Last night a speaker from the Muslim Outreach Society came to present at my friend’s class. The class is called “The Psychology of Death and Dying,” and the presentation was about “What Happens After Death?” from people of various faiths. So I arranged for the Islamic part. Brother Salim came and spoke.
It was great. I felt so glad to listen to a muslim speaker, as it has been almost a whole year since I’ve attended any events at the masjid. I listened to him speak and was reminded of all of the reasons why I am so grateful that Allah led me to Islam. My thoughts of Islam and Allah are always there in my mind, but sometimes they are close to me and sometimes they seem far away. Our goal as Muslims is to achieve and maintain a state of God-consciousness. So just being reminded of that is something I appreciated, as I need more practice.