Mira Matar

Pre-getting-wrapped-up and stepping outside for fresh air, and the reminder that: "It's a beautiful day. And I am happy to be alive." (a tradition of gratitude and appreciation, that began with morning walks during Dunia's earliest months and years) Breakfast. Solids creeping in. Breakfast. Sharing your offerings. Quoting you: "Skates!!" It was delightful to see your delight, When this mini-excavator crossed paths with us today. Trying out a local library for the first time today. Librarian Alina was very nice to you. You were even given your own table, pencils and paper... To employ your creativity with. Whilst You and Mum were running an errand, AK and I enjoyed a few playful moments. The focus. Little man. Lives are measured in years... The years are days. The days are hours. The hours are minutes. The minutes are seconds. Every one of them counts. Thank you. 💖💖💖

The dynamic duo. First thing in the morn. Out for an apple. Freshly picked. A sign of future times? (If indeed this remains a profession for humans in the future) An afternoon moment. Plus a virtual one with your grandfather's sister: Saadi. And her sister-in-law Nawal. The virtual continued... You joined me, and jumped in, on a call with colleagues and friends. This was during a break-out group. 💖💖💖

The opening meal of the day. Energising up. Doing so artistically. Breaking the smile barrier. Signals of a return to form. 💖💖💖

Learn about macros in due course. The breakfast choices made will make sense 😊 Inter-generational. Love and attention are food for the soul. So too, is inspiring a smile. 💓💓💓

Good morning! Time for some train-ing How about a piggy back? Delighted that grandma came over late afternoon, and is to stay the night. AK still not back to 100% health... But getting there. 💓💓💓

First snowflakes for the season.. For both AK, and for you. A light indoor snack, after we'd stopped in at the library mid-afternoon. Your joy was infectious. And it's timeless. Stepping up to a plate. A plate with fresh flowers honouring the fallen. Watching you here, it triggered thoughts of lives that were and lives that are yet to be. And to think of their driving why's. Their chosen purpose.   Whilst we were out, Mum captured some beautiful moments with AK. Wishing you and your siblings infectious and timeless joy, as a regular positive shadow of sorts in your lives. Wishing you all gratitude daily; the ultimate underpinning for joy. Wishing you all a sense of purpose too... Remembering that this is something you have to create for yourselves. What a great opportunity! ❤❤❤

..and this is before you've even heard of rug y and tackling. In your element. Trying grilled chicken for the first time! ❤❤❤

Woke up, and tried on the gift that was left for you on the front gate overnight. A handmade bead-necklace, with your name as the centrepiece. Your brother woke up. He was greeted more than warmly. A sight for sore eyes. Moments ago, after waking from your late afternoon, or early evening, nap. Wishing you, your brother, and your sister the type of relationship that was on display this morning. The warmth, the affection, and the attention are invisible (yet more than palpable) foundations... For a life of purpose and happiness. ❤❤❤

Persimmon.  Starting the day with squishy sweetness. Getting those teeth to work. My friend Tim wrote this book about the potty for his two year old. Here you are, at two, engaged with it. Timely. Yet to meet in person, you've connected virtually. Today was your cousin Mohamad's birthday. 19 years strong. ❤❤❤