Milestones! Anniversaries! Dates that leave foot prints on the map of our lives, year by year reminding us of the times passed, the changes they have brought about and the ways we have adapted to those changes. Some are celebrated with a smile and warm feeling of gratitude, some are secretly acknowledged and quietly wished they had never happened.
Being born and raised in Iran, I believe, the revolution seemed to be the most significant milestone of our lives. The most dominant life changing event; life before revolution and war, before religious rules, before black was the most popular color, before music and art were labeled evil, while honesty & respect were still life’s doctrine. And then, there was life after the revolution… And how did our lives change!
Personally I have enjoyed and suffered through many many ups and downs. Like we all do! But one has certainly left it’s impact on my life and will never be forgotten. The event that humbled me for life. The witch that kicked me out of the Aikido mat with no mercy. The pain that does not let me forget how delicate life is. The tiny silicone piece that proves it’s existence in my eye with every little change in the air pressure.
Yes! This day can not be forgotten! As much as I would like to quietly wish it had never happened it’s a big part of me and my history now. The tiniest thing that could go wrong in my whole body and change my life so much, forever! The so many dreams that I had to wrap in a time capsule for next lifetime! The slap in the face that after all I am not totally in charge!
September 3rd, 2014 is respected and remembered, in pain and glory, with sadness and gratitude. May your eyes see what they are in this world to see and may you see the world the way you should!