In a world obsessed with Marvel and DC Comics, its hard to come to terms with the fact that true heroes don't have superpowers. ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀
Today, I was at the masjid and making casual conversation with this woman whom I've always admired. She has such a classy and elegant way about her. But more than that I've always admired the way she listens to every person as though they have something important to say. She just exudes kindness and respect and I've always aspired to be like her. This was even before I knew her whole story. ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀
So while we were talking, I asked her about her children and she told me about the different illnesses that her family had recently gone through. And she spoke about each adversity with the most unnerving calm and fortitude. In spite of all she had endured, I could hear gratitude in each word she spoke. And while she was telling me her story I had to compose myself and try not to sob... And she lived it??!! To top it all off, she mentioned she still hasn't told her parents about the most difficult struggles to keep them from worrying. How does one go through hell and back without feeling any need to cry and complain? How is one able to still wake up everyday and live a life filled with gratitude and grace? How does one find it in themselves to constantly hold back their fears and put on a strong front for others?⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀It boggles my mind.
This woman is an inspiration to me. Because if she makes no excuses, then I have absolutely none.
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