Memories of Chablahah

Remember this day.

12-11-19

Remember this date.

The darkened room you entered, the dishes you washed.

The milk you stored.

The vibrations in the background.

The hurried steps you made across the hall.

The rice you washed and cooked.

The rice container was almost empty. Remember that.

Your hurried glances to make sure your chores weren’t a disturbance.

Remember the joy you felt at being able to do these trivial, menial chores.

You looked around for what else you could do.

Remember this day.

Remember this date.

For whenever you feel tired and useless, remember this date.

Whenever you feel like giving up, remember this day.

It was late evening.

Remember the bowls of rice that were about to be taken to the dining table.

Remember the pot of hot soup on the stove.

Remember the disarray of clothes on the floor.

Remember the wordless moments.

The silence.

Remember it.

This is important.

She told you to be strong. You must be strong.

And to be strong, you must remember.