Daughterofdiaspora: My Mom Taught Me The Therapeutic Power Of Cleaning. Open All The Windows. Throw Out The Old. Wipe Down The Entire House. Burn Some Incense. Roast Some Coffee. Then Rest. That Way The Tears From Last Night Don’t Feel As Heavy.
yasserkhan: “People may not be able to remember all your kindness. But Allah sees, counts, and multiplies all that you’ve done with sincerity.”
