Fardawsa Yusuf

On relationships: They are a fragile thing. So fragile I gotta pause and just think about it for a second. It can flourish or fail, depending on many things. One of them being innermost thoughts. You see, our thoughts begin to manifest in our daily life through our choice of words and course of action throughout the day. Good or bad. If you feel mistrust, you’ll act accordingly. If you feel security, you’ll act accordingly. Whatever is in the heart will eventually manifest. That’s why it’s important to keep positive thoughts about one another. Don’t ever leave a negative thought to simmer or sauté so much that you make it a reality. Talk, about whatever you are feeling. Express your thoughts. Don’t let them build up until you finally explode. A lot of us think we are doing good when we see something we don’t like and just ‘ pretend ’ like it didn’t happen. You pretend to ignore it, but you didn’t ignore it. In reality, you kept that stored away in a place where all resentment b

Qualities I appreciate in others I've been thinking lately. About the things that I really admire in people and about people in general. You know those things that just make you go "Wow, I like you..." haha and man do I gotta list. 'That's the list choose one from the list.' A yyye shout out to rwnlpwnl. Ya'll are great. Number one quality, is a sense of humour, wow, the happiness I get from a good laugh. You know the ones that make you tear up haha. It’s great. I appreciate people that make me laugh. And when I do get a good laugh, i wonder, ‘ when’s the last time I’ve laughed this hard..I need more of this in my life!’ Haha then I look at the person and appreciate them even more. God bless their souls. And it’s more than just the laughter they bring, but the sense of release, from the stresses of everyday life. Life is challenging, very tiring at times. We need a break from it sometimes. And when that funny person comes around, you kind

I love fall. When the leaves change colour, bright yellow, auburn, purple. A colourful sea of different colours, the sound of it crunching as you go for a walk in the evening with a loving friend talking about hopes and dreams and all the things you’re excited about. I love the thought of coming home after to make tea so you can warm your cold hands, to bring the cup to your face and feel it warm your cheeks, to drink it slowly as you spend the night watching a movie with the fam. Just the warm company of family and friends. Laughing so hard you’re face and stomach begin to ache. Enjoying every moment of those long nights. Falling asleep on each others shoulders.. I love going for long walks in the depths of nights, laying in the grass, looking up at the stars, sharing thoughts about life and love, gushing about our latest obsessions. Just contemplating. Reflecting. Seeing the fragility of this blessing we’ve been given of life. Appreciating the ones we're with, our frie

 If there's anything one should be grateful for it should be the family Allah has given them. Allah gave us people that take care of us without us even asking for it. We came into to this world with nothing but a loving mother waiting to hold us in her hands. A mother that put her life into us. And even when were grown, she still loves us, doing whatever she can to make us smile, to cheer us up on a tough day. She's there to make us feel comfortable, she cant handle to see us in pain or misery. She would neglect herself just to give us what we need. And yet we are still ungrateful to her for all that she's done. Is it hard just to make her smile and laugh? Our fathers, may Allah have mercy on them, spend hours and hours to make ends meet for us. Even if they had the best of education, their willing to take a basic job to make sure we all get what we need. Everyday he comes home tired just wanting to rest. And the next day he goes out again, putting himself aside for our

How is it that the beautiful, talented, kind, lovely ones do not see what others see in them, their beauty?  Makes me think, how the ones that show the most love, are probably the ones who receive it less, maybe because they know what it feels like to be rejected and taken for granted so perhaps they vow never to allow someone feel like that ever again.  I wish I could put up a mirror in front of all the wounded ones lovely souls and show them just how wonderful they are, how precious they are, how much they are needed and how much of a great impact their good works have on others. I wish I could take their hand and show them all the great things they’ve already done and remind them, 'remember when you did this, and this and this, and how happy it made others feel?' I wish i could show them just how special they are… Nobody knows what demons a person is fighting with. Daily. It’s needed so badly for us to remind each other how much we are loved and appreciated and need