Memories of Bahji will make me nostalgic, as the place has become my home. The decent exposure to the fruits of God, the scent of angelic flowers blossoming beneath my feet...
My world has become so small, so small that I can barely imagine. My heart has become so soft, as cloudy and soft as a pillow would be, able to contain a love beyond my imagination, I never thought this to be possible...
Memories of Haifa will make me fall to my knees and weep. A year of wettening the Threshold with my tears, of laughing until I could laugh no longer, of sadness I could not control, of prayer, incredible prayer which always made me believe more in the Unknowable.
Memories of the wonderful souls around me will make me happy, inexplicably happy. Days when my overwhelming loneliness was biting at my heart, when a friend would come and make me laugh so easily, so gently, with all the sincerity in the world, with so much love that I could feel it in my veins.
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