Then he pulled out the gifts he got us. He brought back a bunch of small things from Pakistan; scarves, key chains, jewelry, and a few traditional clothes. Then he pulled out the hats and wallets for my brothers, and designer bags he got us on his stop in Paris on his way home. I immediately felt bad.
I’ll be posting some pictures from Pakistan as soon as I can.
I feel like I learned a lot during my break at home this time around. People who used to mean so much to me are now such a small part of my life, and I used to be so preoccupied with it, like it was the only thing that mattered. The importance of patience is becoming so much more apparent now.
I was once bitter, so I know what it looks like when other people feel that way. Don’t try to rush your feelings away. Just be patient and things will eventually get better. All good things come to an end, but better things often come in their place. And every bad experience only makes you stronger. So always remember to be patient.