Half of my family just left for a six week trip to Bangladesh. It feels quite empty and I’m really going to miss Eron. I’m a bit scared that by the time they get back, he won’t recognize me anymore :(. Furthermore, I share the basement floor with mom. So now when she’s gone I have it all to myself… which is something I was actually looking forward to, but now it just feels empty. I never thought I’d be saying this but I actually wish I went with them. But I cant… nothing can stop me from graduating this summer inshaa Allah. Besides, I already have plans to spend Ramadan over there.

I keep talking about how I want to move out, but I’m seriously starting to doubt whether or not I’ll be able to live by myself or only with mom. I’m so used to the presence and the sound of the kids that even one going away makes this house feel empty. Oh well, I’m glad that’s a worry for another day.