Changes

A'salaamu 'aleikom Gentle reader.

I realise that I have been somewhat remiss, as of late, in doing anything here on Muslimspace, but life, like the tides often change . Adapting to change can be a little hard at times but we do survive.

 Moving house to a smaller place. New suburb, new people etc, can be a trial at times, and after a month I am still trying to work out what goes where. My daughter has started at a new school and she has made some new friends in the area.

As mentioned, the house is a bit smaller, only three bedrooms and a smaller backyard. Once we get enough rain again, the grass will grow and I will be able to plant some Chilli bushes, passionfruit, and maybe some Kiwi Fruit.

My Stepson has moved in with us and has been here for a couple of weeks. His Mother, in a fit of pique, decided to evict him from her home, so I just picked him up and brought him here. he is quite happy being back with me.I have set up his computer to the network and I still need to get some more furniture for him.

Parental rejection of their children seems to be reaching pandemic proportions here in Brisbane. My daughter keeps bringing home school friends who have been thrown out of home by their parents. These Girls are of the 13 to 14 age group and have been forced to sleep in danger, at night, in parks and the homes of anyone who will give them a bed. I just take them in and make enquiries concerning parents and, if possible try to reconcile them. If I cannot do this, I use the Child Protection Agency, to find them Foster families. I am afraid I can do little more than that. On top of my studies, it does get a bit stressful trying to cope.

Another change happened which did give me a little emotional stress. I found myself becoming a little attached to a Muslimah, just by conversation. Unfortunately our respective locations, family situations and responsibilities, made things a bit difficult. In a way my heart was ruling my head. I have come to realise just how precious friendship really is and that sometimes that is all we can have. If circumstances were different? Who knows what would have developed. Oh well, such is life.

I think I will go to bed. It is after 1 am and I have kids to get to school, New course at college, and my own English language students in the morning. I think I need a forty hour day and a nine day week.

W'Salaam

Ibrahim