Fearful evening.

A short event took place, last night at my house.
my mothers ant, she who has alzheimer disease, 
had a scary dream.
It was 10:48 pm, she suddenly screams for help as 
she strugels to grasp reality with her eyes.
I was the first to enter her room where for the second time she asked for help.
one eye open and the other still closed with fear full 
shake she says the fallowing words in Farsi "she, 
stabbed me" pointing at the mirror in front of her. 
"she stabbed me twice and it still hurts and i don't
know why, look, look at me i am still shaking." 
she slowly grasped reality as i was standing there
comforting her with my words.
a few moments later she went back to sleep and we didn't hear from her again, until it was time to wake for breakfast.
It changed me night seeing that. she begged for her help and we could do nothing but watch. she was filled 
with fear and sorrow. she felt as if she 
was in prison and if she was at her own home all these problems would disappear.
i do not know what she was dreaming, why this event has never taken  
place before in the past 5 years of her time with us. but ....

i just dont know, and i hope she rests well tonight.

The Feast.

I woke up today, at around 7:34 am, from my Comfortable tempurpedic bed. Slowly dragged my self to the kitchen and poured my self some milk in a cup. Left it there for a few min to go wash my face, and do other "normal" morning things.
I finished my fine made breakfast and enjoyed a short conversation with my mother. 
Later I made a deal with my mother that 10 am we would leave the house and travel to the mall, Kohl's and the Baha'i Center. 
Our first stop was the Baha'i Center, I perchesed some books there and attended a Youth class. I enjoyed a Short conversation with the teacher of that Youth class and ended up leaving early.
I traveled to Kohl's next with my mother and we perched some new clothing for me.
So then after all these exciting events, it was time for the most exciting of them all.
I alway forget when the feast in our community is. For a Baha'i like my self , a Feast is a very important thing.
so After all these events it was time to go to the feast, I discovered the feast was today after returning home from the mall. after a few minutes of conversation with the family every one was dressed and prepared for the feast. we went, and we got there around 6:57Pm
The feast as usual stated with its devotional and small talk conversation, after all the important parts were done, It was my turn to give a speech. I gave a speech on my trip to Israel and mostly every one teared up, some said some wonderful story's and others asked me questions. i answered everyone and everything as best as i could to my capabilities. it ended and my heart would not stop pounding. Everyone even meditated and said a Wonderful healing prayer.
Then some after my speech, pulled me aside and thanked me for it. I made me happy that people get moved with my words, for that i get moved by their words as well.

What Makes me think?

I woke up today thinking that I was still in Israel. Yes I have been in Israel in the past 10 days. But a story for another time. once i woke up and realized i was in the United States of America, it dawned on me that my life has changed greatly. perhaps its because of my trip to Haifa , Israel or something else in my life.
but what do i know?
laishda
So once i got out of bed and did some thinking i came up to the conclution that today is the day i am going to start my Blogging on a site, so here i am.
Hope you enjoy what i transfer from my HandJournal to Blogger.
tata,