A Late Bloomer

Refusing to be Left Behind

There are plenty of examples of people who have overcome all sorts of hardships and obstacles to achieve what they have wanted to achieve albeit at a much advanced stage of life. I may be one of them.

Whilst there’s the opinion some hold to say, “What’s the point now?”, I know that life has taught me never to give up. Even if my dream is one of the last things I ever manage to do. As long as I have life, I have breath. And as long as I have breath, I have hope. Perhaps it’s an unashamed tenacity that quietly feeds my dreams. Whatever it may be, I’m glad it’s there because it’s the fuel that keeps propelling me forward. Whether I move in short bursts of action or large continuous strides, is not the point. The main thing is that I am moving.

With that in mind, I can now confirm that I am planning to go to Bosnia next month on a charity mission. This type of work has always been my lifelong dream. When my former role in the last charity I was involved with came to an abrupt end, I vowed I would keep searching for a new alternative. Alhamdulillah, an opportunity recently presented itself and the time was ripe for me to grasp it. I am excited yet nervous. The trip will only be for a few days but I hope its impact on me will a longlasting positive one, inshaAllah.

Time to Switch into Action

It needs to be said that, as a mother, I would not – and could not – ever take my finger off the pulse when it comes to what my sons are doing in their lives. I look forward to seeing them progress through life and achieving new goals all the time. However, I also realise that my own life is full of aspirations still and these should not be compromised wherever possible. I have reached a point where I can put myself first for a change and not feel guilty for doing so. Like so many women out there, I sacrificed the middle years of my life on a seemingly permanent ‘standby’ mode whilst busying myself in raising my family. No regrets there and it is a task for which the joy and reward are indescribable. But that phase of waiting for ‘my time’ has now passed and I can finally put thoughts into action.

InshaAllah, this upcoming mission to Bosnia will be the harbinger of change for me and a reassurance to myself that I still have something to offer the world, however modest that contribution may be. I know I am not indispensable; I don’t suffer delusions of grandeur on that score. But I want my life to have a greater richness other than just paying bills and surviving. I want to continue reaching into the depths of my soul and find material there that will take me closer to Allah with each step.

Bosnia Awaits

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