Tuesday, December 24, 2013

Questions and Answers



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Saturday, December 21, 2013

Chapter -2-



We decided that each one of us would stand in a queue of each class and sign each other up.

“Hey there stranger.” A familiar voice.

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I turned around. “uh-uh.. Saud?” What brings you here?”

This is coincidence number two.

He smiled “Why do you think? I’m registered here.”

I choked. It was a surprise to say the least. I did not expect this.

Why do I have butterflies in my stomach? Why am I getting hot?

After 15 minutes of awkwardly waiting with him behind me, it’s finally my turn. I signed myself, and my friends up and left.

Reem: ”Shfeek glbtii 6ma6a?”

Lama: “7rraanaa”

Faisal: “Who was that guy you were talking to?”

Lama: “No one, just a guy I met at the plane.”

Faisal: “So, someone.”

Lama: “Shut up Faisal.”

God, Faisal mara samj.

Jenna: “Come on yalla we have orientation in the gym”

We went to orientation and sat down. I looked around for Saud but no sign of him, thank god. I can’t risk the blushing again. Why was I blushing to begin with? I DON'T like him.

Mrs. Barbra started talking about camp policies and curfews and things of that sort for a long time.

Mrs. Barbra: “I see we have a lot of Arab applicants this year”

The whole row of Saudis screamed and cheered.

Mrs. Barbra: “Haha, settle down now. It’s always nice to see diverse ethnicities in camp”

I caught Saud staring with the corner of my eye. I looked at him so he would look away, but he didn’t, he just kept on staring.

This is very uncomfortable I’ve never had someone stare like that. I looked at him again, and our eyes met.

Reem: “9aa777?”

Me: “Huh? What did you say?”

Reem: “3aglk weena ya om elsara7an?”

Me: “Hina hina bs ma sm3tk.”

She raised an eyebrow: “Hmmm okay.”



We finished orientation, and went back to our rooms and settled in. Jenna, a Brazilian girl called Lassa, and I share a room.

It was 6 pm, and the night was still young. I called Faisal and Reem and we made plans for dinner and a movie. Our curfews aren’t until 11, so we still had plenty of time.

I wore my high-waisted light washed jeans, a maroon knit sweater, converse, and put my hair up in a messy bun.

Everyone was going because all the students had the rest of the day for themselves.

We all met at the main gate and got a taxi.

We decided to eat at Chipotle, yum! We got our orders and sat down.

Jenna with her mouth full of food: “Lama isn’t that the dude from the plane?”

I looked up and he had his back facing me.

Me: “Ee walla ho.”

Faisal: “O mashalla 3rftoo mn ‘6hra?”

Reem: “We’re girls n3rfkm mn rjoolkm”

Jenna: “Ask him to join us 7aram jals alone”

Me: “Laa mala da3y abd”

Faisal: “Eeh 9dg ma y7taj, ma t3rfoon esh noo3a”

Jenna: “Come on guys, 76oo nfskm makana 7aram takloon l7alkm”

Me: “Ee 9dg, bss mafii amal walla ast7ii”

Jenna: “I’ll go ask him”

Jenna went over there and asked him, and from what I could tell from the hand gestures, he was refusing and Jenna was insisting.

He got up and walked behind her, I directed my sight back to my food. I don’t want him to think I’m staring.

Saud: “ElSalam 3leekm.”

Everyone: “W 3aleekm elsalam.”

Saud: “Are you sure you guys don’t mind me joining you?”

Faisal: “Well, kind of.”

I kicked Faisal from under the table.

Reem: “Haha, Faisal just likes to joke around. We’re sure shd3wa.”

Jenna: “So Lama told me she met you in the plane.”

He turned at me and smiled: “Yes, I’m Saud.”

Jenna: “I’m Jenna tshrfna. This is Reem, Faisal, and well you know Lama.”

He smiled again. AHH! His smile is GORGEOUS.

Faisal: “Km 3mrk? O ween sakn?”

Saud: “18, o sakn bl 5ubar”

5ubar? Weird, I’ve never seen him before.

Reem: “Oh m3 Lama ajal”

Saud: “Ma gd shftk”

Lama: “Wala ana. 7ata lw shftnii y3nii mar7 t’thkr”

Saud: “I’d remember your face if I saw it, trust me.”

Is the room getting hotter??????

Faisal interrupting: “Soooo, is this your first year at camp?”

Faisal was very protective of us; he was like our brother.

Saud: “La, I’ve been to camps in Europe bss this is my first one in the US”

Faisal nudged Saud’s arm with his elbo: “Eee Europe 7g 9ya3a”

Saud smirked. I think he was annoyed.

Jenna trying to break the tension: “Soooo! Saud, b ayat classes sjlt?”

Saud: “Umm writing, and the camp signed me in the rest, but I didn’t check”

Lama: “Why not photography? I thought you were into pictures.”

Saud: “Trying something new, developing my writing skills I guess. I got inspired”

Does he mean inspired by me?

Lama: “Hmm.”

Reem: “So are you here by yourself, or are your friends joining you?”

Saud: “Just me. My friend is joining the second session.”

The camp had two sessions. The first one is a 6-week one. The second one is a 3-week one.

Jenna: “We’re going to a movie later do you want to join?”

Faisal gave Jenna the death stare.

Saud: “Ahhh… Thanks but I’ve imposed quite enough.”

Me: “No impassion, you’re welcome to join if you’d like.” I don't know what got over me...

He looked at Faisal: “Would you mind me joining?

Faisal smiled an obviously fake smile: “No, shd3wa!”

Reem: “The more the merrier!”

We watched The Avengers. I loved it!

We got home around 10, and everyone headed to their room.

Just as I was about to enter my building, Saud called out my name.

I walked back and told Jenna it’s okay she can go.

Saud: “Thanks for today. I had fun.”

Me: “Haha why are you thanking me? Jenna is the one who invited you. Yeah, I had fun too”

Saud: “Thank her for me please. We should do this again”

Me: “Enshalla.”

I was waiting for him to say something but he didn’t say anything; he just kept staring.

Me: “Umm... Well… I have to get going! Good night.”

He smiled: “Good night Lama.”

Lama. I liked how my name sounded coming from his mouth.

As I was walking back to the building I got butterflies in my stomach.



What is happening to me????



I went to sleep with the butterflies still flying around in my stomach.

I had a dream that I was watching a movie in the entertainment room.

Saud had his arms around me, and I rested my head on his shoulder, I never felt so safe.

Then I woke up in a cold sweat. What a stupid meaningless dream! I wouldn’t let him sit next to me let alone put his arms around me.


Jenna: “GOOMIII GOOMIII T25RNAAAA IT’S FOREST DAY!!!!”

I looooove Forest day! It’s a day we spend in the forest with outdoors activities like rock climbing, paint ball, and zip lining.

I quickly wore my yoga leggings, a muscle-tee, and put my hair up in a pony tale.

I skipped breakfast since we were already late.

I decided to zip-line first and then play paint ball!

I forbade myself from looking for Saud. He’s trouble I can feel it.

I’m not the type of girl who isn’t afraid of anything, but zip-lining was a wonderful experience.

The distance between the first and last tree was around 15 meters. It isn’t much, but I got to see the whole forest in fast motion. It was beautiful.

Paintball was in a HUGE ditch that was filled with obstacles, huts, and holes in the ground to make it harder to win. Whichever team kills all the other team’s members first wins.

We decided that we should split into teams since each team can only have 5 members and Faisal and Jenna were already in a team.

Me, Reem, a guy called Stewart, and a Kuwaiti guy called Bandar were in a team but we needed one more player

Bandar has always went to camp with us but we’ve never really talked to him. He’s isolated, and was always studying.

Jenna: “SAUD! SAUD!!”

Saud was wearing a fit red shirt, and shorts. All I could think was HOT!

He ran toward us, I looked away.

Saud: “Hala?”

Jenna: “Reem and Lama need more people on their team, join.”

Saud: “Ee suree.”

Ugh, I’m going to KILL Jenna.

Every team huddled up to talk about the strategies.

Reem: “Ana mn el7een agoolkm ana fashla, so I’ll just hide until it’s over.”

Saud: “Listen we need to do this thing in a smart way. Bdal ma nbyn lhm wjoodna n5bii nfsna and we attack them by surprise.”

It was a smart idea.

Lama: “I feel like that’s a stupid idea.” Esht’heet a3and.

Saud: “Then what do you think we should do you om elafkar?”

Stewart: “I think we should scare them.”

Saud: “Trust me I’ve done this before, coming out of no where is going to scare the shit out of them.”

Bandar: “Ana m3a.”

Lama: “Fine, we’ll do it your way.”

The game started and we all started running around finding a good hiding place. Screams over here and there. “GOOT YOU”

“DEAD”

“NO NO PLEASE”

I just kept still in my place waiting for someone to pass by.

I heard foot steps on the right, jumped out and shot him.

“GOT YOUU!!”

It was Saud.

He laughed and said: “That would be something to brag about… If I weren’t on your team, Loser!”

Lama: “Uhh… Sorry?”

Saud: “It’s okay I was looking for you anyway.” He had that “I told you so” look on his face.

Stewart was running: “WE WOOOOONNN, IN YOUR FACE!!!!”

I looked at Saud, and he just smiled and high-fived Stewart. 


His smile melts my insides. I don’t know how one person can be so charming ufff!

Wednesday, December 18, 2013

Chapter -1-

It's funny how life sometimes runs on coincidences. Run into an old friend, catch up, and realize how much you miss them, or end up somewhere with someone, who later turns out to be the most important someone. I truly believe hardships build the person that you will become; it paves the way to a stronger individual. 
In my story, I have stumbled upon many hardships, some include someone special who challenged me and overall made me a better person, and many others that I thank god I went through. I’ve had my ups and down as I'm sure you all have, and they have made me stronger.  So, what is love you ask? Let's find out.

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I wrote down the last word on the last high school test I’ll ever take. I couldn’t bottle in the joy! I’m finally done! I’m no longer a senior; I’m no longer in high school! I put my pen down, and quickly made sure I didn’t leave out any questions with the excitement of it being the last day. 

‘3alia runs into class and screams:“WE’RE FREEEEEE!!!!” LOL she’s hilarious, I love her! <3 ‘3alia is one of my friends from the other class. 

We signed our names, then Noura, Anoud, and I headed out!

Noura:” Yalla banat nsalim w nmshi 3shan swagi ynt’6r bara”

We said good-bye to all the teachers, and thanked them for a wonderful year full of making them crazy!

Anoud:” ERF3III EL 9OOOT” 

Wallahi ya a’3la 3omri fi 3yooni malk mtheel, tsawi elroo7 t’3la w tkoon 3nha bdeeeeel

We all started singing along and it was a beginning of a beautiful day!

We went out to eat at uptown, but I had to get back early to finish packing because I’m leaving tonight. 

Noura:”Haa Lama everything set for tonight?”

Me:” Laa walla abd t5yli I’m not even half way done madrii aish m6l3ni m3kom”

Anoud:” Mo mn jdk Lama! Esh rayk njii nsa3dk? We don’t have anything else to do tara.”

Me:”Yes, please!"

Noura:”E7na elyom jm3a b beet jdti abd ma agdr as7b!”

Me:” 3adii bss mrii 3alay slmi gabl la amshi okay?”

Noura:”of course!”

We finished eating and Noura left and Anoud came back with me.

As soon as I walked in to the house

Mama:” zeen jeeti! Yalla omii warak ktheer ashya2 gabl elsafra, glt l Diana td5l lk pile elashya2 eli tbeenha blshn6a, el7een entii bss kmli elbagiii"

Me:”Ya 7obii lk mama. Enshalla b5l9 asr3 l2n 3noud m3i br'6o fa sa3a w n9 blktheer”

Slmo 3ala b3’6 even though mala da3i because Anoud is like my sister, we’re very close. 

Even though my mom really cares I’m not first on her priority list. I know this might sound weird because all mothers treat their children equally, and she does don't get me wrong, but I still know that I’m not the first priority and this point will clear up throughout the story.

I’m the youngest among 3, the eldest is my brother Khalid, and Basma is the middle child. I have a very close relationship with Khalid, but not so close to Basma. 

Khalid is 21, tall around 185 maybe? And he has a fit but not muscular body. Malam7a 7ada, 7n6iii moo aby’6 wla asmr, and very handsome in my opinion. 

Basma is 19 kind of looks like me but an older, darker version. Samra shway, a6wl mniii, straight brown hair, and beautiful face and body. 

We went up to my room and started arranging the toiletries, make-up, and so on. Surprisingly, we finished very quickly and it was still 12, and my flight wasn’t until 8.

We decided to log on to the camp’s website and look around to see what I should sign up to, instead of lining up in the queue of the class stands over there. 

Anoud:” ALLAHWANASA! Fii an art class”

Me:”Meh, I’m not that into art you know me.”

Anoud:”Ee bes ma y’6r enk you develop an artsy touch shwaya.”

Me:”Ee I guess you’re right. So, Hiking, Art, and writing class, aish br'6oo?”

Anoud:” e33 ta5theen writing b summer? mo 9a7ya! Mos6afa?”

Me:”I enjoy writing, sabeel tafree’3 msha3r wa a7asees.”

Anoud:” ya 7yatii yalli shayla ham elkoun 3la galbk.”

Me:” Kli zg.”

I guess now is about time to introduce myself, and my friends.

My name is Lama and I’m 17. I’m average height a little bit on the short side 159 cm, thin but curvy. I have long brown wavy hair, and bee'6a.

Anoud is 18, tall, tanned skin, sh3rha curly 5shn, jsmaha 6bee3y not thin, and not fat and beautiful. 

Noura is 18, short, bee'6a, long golden brown hair, and kind of on the chubby side but isn’t fat at all. She has a baby face.



We goofed around and watched a movie talked until it was around 4. I took a shower and got ready.

Mama:”LAAAMAA YALLAAAA O5OOK YNT’6RK BL SYARA.”

“JAYA.”

I hugged Anoud so tight, and told her that I’d miss her! Noura couldn’t come say goodbye she got stuck in traffic and I was already late. 

I said goodbye to mama and baba and basma and left.

D5loo the bags w rkbt el syara, and I hugged Khalid. 

Khalid:” haaa mt7msaaaa for your last year at camp?”

Me:” Uff Khalid la t’6yg 9adrii I can’t believe I can’t go again next year.”

Khalid:” La 3ady you can go bss bykoon 7g kbar o not as fun.”

Me:”bstmt3 b kl l7’6a enshalla.”

We listened to music and talked the whole way to the Bahrain airport.

Surprisingly, we got there ahead of time. I got my boarding pass and put my bags in luggage and I still had an hour and half to spare!

Me:”Shokraaan Khalid! <3 I’m going to miss you so much!”

Khalid:” o ana km lama 3ndy? Bshtag lk akthr 7beebti. Entabhi 3la nfsk Lama. I heard a lot of guys joined this year w entii t3rfeen keef 3yalna 3shaani deeri balk w don’t get too involved w 5li klamk rasmi okay omii?”

Me:” Ee ma 3leek, you know me. O tamr amr”

Khalid:”ma yamr 3leek 3do, Yalla 7beebti lama ana bmshi. Take care”

I have an hour and a half, what will I do? My stomach started growling as if it was saying “I’m still here”.

So I headed over to McDonalds and ordered a McChicken meal. I got my order and sat down. It was very crowded, but I managed to get a table on the corner.

I started going through twitter, path, and check in on foresquare you know the drill.

“Lw sm7tii”

I looked up and answered while there was still food in my mouth. 

Me:”Mmmm”

He smiled. I realized how stupid I looked and quickly swallowed.

Me:”i7m, hala?”

Him:” I’m sorry lo at3ada 7doodii, but can I join you? Mafii mkan ajls”

Me:”ehmmm, ummm.. I was about to leave a9lnn! You can have it” LIAR. 

Him:”Akeed? There’s no rush I can wait for you until you're done”

Me:”La laa I’m sure!” 

I took my tray and left. I threw the massive amount of food left est’3ferallah and walked out of McDonald’s.

He was very attractive. I don’t mean in a model kind of way, no I mean kaan jameeel yjthb jamala mashalla.

“way to go Lama, y3ni kan sweetiii radat f3l tfshl akthr? :D”

Why am I such a spaz when it comes to guys? Ufff.

I went to the gate because I don’t have anything better to do. I put my headphones in and tuned the world out. 

I fell asleep I guess? Because the next thing I know the guy at the gate woke me up and told me that it was the final call.

I quickly boarded, and got into the plane. As I started walking to my seat, a familiar face starting clearing into my sight. 

When I got to my seat I noticed that I had the window seat, and guess who was next to me? The guy from McDonalds. Remember how I told you my life is a trail of coincidences? Well, this is one the first one.

 I sat down, and started thinking whether or not I should ask him to switch seats. I don’t know why, but I refuse to sit next to the window; it terrifies me for some reason. After 10 minutes of discussing it with myself, I decided I would ask the flight attendant instead mabii y7snii atmeel7 3laih.

Me: “Excuse me miss, can you please find me another seat that’s not next to the window?”

Flight Attendant: ”Why? Is there something wrong with your seat?”

Me: ”Umm, No. but I can’t sit next to the window.”

FA: “I’m sorry mam there’s nothing I can do, the plane is full”

Him:” 3adii you can switch with me I don’t mind”

Me: ”Umm.. akeed?”

He let out high a smile “Yes akeed”

Me: “Maraaa shookran”

How nice of him!

I put my earphones in, and started writing in my journal.

I don’t know how, but I fell asleep again. When I woke up it was dark and the whole plane was asleep. I checked the clock on the screen, and I have been asleep for four hours. He was still awake and he was watching a movie. I looked around, and I noticed that I was covered with a blanket, and my journal was put away in the front pocket of the seat. Hmm...Who covered me?

 I plugged in my huge headphones and started going through the movie list. You can pretty much call me a movie “fanatic” so I was pretty much on track with all the movies. I’ve watched almost everything, and the ones that I didn’t watch didn’t appeal to me. I closed the screen and took out my phone and started playing candy crush, and listening to music.

He tapped on the corner of the seat, and I looked at him.

He let out a laugh: “haha 9ar lii sa3a ma tsm3een?”

Me: ”La walla”

Him: “Asef bs ellgafa mg63tnii, leeh ma tbeen tjlseen next to the window?”

Me: “haha, it’s stupid walla.”

Him: “we all have our stupid things, 3adii goolii wdi a3rf.”

Me:”Do you remember the first Final Destination movie?”

Him:”ee?”

Me:”Well, remember lama el plane caught on fire o awl nass 6a7o elii jhat elshobak.”

Him:” Ee bss klhm matoo at the end.”

Me:” I told you it was stupid.”

Him:”haha it’s not that it’s stupid, it just doesn’t make sense. They all died it’s a plane crash.”

Me:”I know. You asked why and I told you, it doesn’t have to make sense”

Him:”Haha 5la9 okay la tz3leen”

I directed my sight toward my phone and kept playing.

Him:” ana Saud btw.”

I smiled while still looking at my phone.

Him:” Ma wdk tsharkeena esmk?”

“Lama”

Saud:” beautiful name”

I smiled.

Saud: “Wow it’s hard to keep a conversation going with you.”

I smirked and looked at him: ”It’s not. I just don’t want to converse”

He laughed: “5feeft dam.”

I laughed along.

Saud: “So, what were you writing?”

Me: ”My journal”

Saud: ”Busy life?”

Me: “Not really, just full of drama. I like to keep track of my memories and write them down so I never lose them.”

Saud: “How about pictures?”

Me: “Pictures are great too, but it’s not the same for me. I live through the words.”

Saud: ”Intriguing.”

Me: “What is?”

Saud: “You.”

I looked down to hide the blushing of my cheeks, and turned on music to avoid answering him back.

He fixed up his pillow, set the chair on the sleep mode, and went to sleep.

I got bored with this stupid level so I decided to watch friends, and fell asleep after an episode or two.

I woke up as they were announcing that we were landing.

Saud:”Mashalla 3leek shklk shb3tii noom.”

I didn’t want to look at him because I know I looked like shit. Uff, I win b ja2zat elwajh elmfg3.

I got my bag and headed to the bathroom to freshen up. 


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I arrived a day before camp starts, so my parents had planned that I was going to stay with my cousin Mishael until tomorrow.

The airlines car dropped me off at her apartment building, and she greeted me at the door.

Mishael: “LAAAAAMAAAA!!!! YA KALBA I MISS YOU SO MUCH!”

Me: “I miss you so much more wallah!!!!!!!!!”

She helped me with my bags and we went up to her apartment.

Mishael is 24, she studies her masters here in the US. She’s very smart and responsible she got a b3tha and she’s a beautiful person inside and out, truly! She’s short, 3ady jsmaha, 7n6yah, and has black wavy hair.

She lost her mother (my aunt) at an early age and pretty much raised her self, because her father used to work a lot. My mother treated her like her own, but it still wasn’t the same no matter how hard we tried. I respect her, she is a great role model!

Mishael: “Sooooo!! How’s everything and everyone? I miss everyone so much!!! Specially 5altii Hanaaa!!”

Me:” wallah klna tamam o omii tslm 3leek 7ata hii wlhaana maraaa!”

We started talking and catching up. We had dinner, and then I went to sleep. I have no Idea why but I woke at 5 am.

I headed to the kitchen and made me some tea, and yes I’m a tea-a-holic.

I sat outside in the balcony and enjoyed the fresh cold air.

I wanted to thank Mishael for having me so I made her breakfast.

Mishael: “Lama 7obbii you shouldn’t have! Entii el ‘6eefa.”

Me: “I wanted to thank you it’s the least I could do.

Mishael: “Yalla 5lna nakl w b3deen goomi ejhzi w awdeek elcamp.”

Me:”okay.”

I pulled my hair up, wore skinny jeans and a white top, put on a little perfume and I’m ready to go!

My heart started beating as the camp sign started appearing! I missed my camp friends so so much! Most of them live in Riyadh and some of them are from Jeddah, so I never get to see them.

I kissed Mishael and thanked her. She told me to call her if I needed anything. She’s so sweet.

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We arrived. I took my bags and waved good bye.

“YA FAR” A voice from behind me screamed.

I turned around and it was Faisal. He calls me far because I’m tiny and I like to eat.

“FAAAAISAAAAAAAL!!!!! Long time no see yaa 5aaysss”

He high-fived me; this was our idea of a hug.

Faisal is 18, average height for a guy, kind of on the muscular side, tanned, brown hair (lighter than mine), and very funny. We bicker about everything and he never stops teasing me. We’ve been friends since we were 13.

There was a time long ago that I had a crush on him and I never knew if the feeling was mutual.

Jenna and Reem joined us!

Me:” The whole gang! I miss you guys so much!”

Jenna is from Jeddah and Faisal and Reem are from Riyadh.

Jenna is 16 chubby, short and has curly brown-dirty blond hair.

Reem is 18, tall, bonyat’ha 3ree’6a but she’s not fat, and she has black thick hair.

“We miss you too!”

This is happiness. I get to spend 6 weeks with fun people who I love.

Jenna: “Yalla let’s get you settled in and quickly go sign up for classes!”

Me:” I already signed in to three; writing, art, and hiking, but I want to sign into the classes you guys are in.”

N’6am elcamp you get four elective classes and you can choose any four, but fii km class ejbarii l kl el camp students.

Faisal: “Haha writing, no surprise there ya shakespear.”

Me: “Shut up.”

Faisal: “I’m just messing around with you, I’m in hiking”

Me: “Yay, and what about you guys what have you signed up to?”

Jenna: “Art, English literature bss. I’m going to sign up to hiking with you guys”

Reem: “3ady enii ma sjlt l wala shay still?”

Faisal: “5ala9 yalla come on both of you 3shan nsjl w n5l9 mn hl z7ma.”

We decided that each one of us would stand in a queue of each class and sign each other up.



“Hey there stranger.” A familiar voice behind me.

First Post

Hello everyone!

I contemplated sharing this story a lot, but after a while the people around me made me realize it's a story worth telling. 

The core of the story is true, but  most of the events and characters are made up to add more excitement and drama.

I want to clear up some other things as well. I don't consider myself by any means as a writer. I just enjoy the feeling of living in a bubble of my own imagination.

Another thing I wanted to clear up is that I know that most of the things are WRONG and I couldn't stress this point enough.  I don't want you to think that I think this is okay, but with that being said almost all of the events are made up and they're just a source of entrainment for myself, and to others I hope.

This story takes place in a lot of locations, but it’s mainly in a camp and in Saudi.

I hope you enjoy it as much as it has brought joy to me.

It’s an emotional roller coaster; strap on for the ride!