This Day In My Life segment was written by me originally on 14th June 2021 but for some reason I didn't post it that day (Idk why?). So although it is a week late, it still can be considered today's post because the routine is almost the same everyday. It all began with my mother waking me up at around 6:15 a.m. and for the next 10 minutes or so I tried to find the motivation to get out of my bed and start my day. Amidst my mother's constant scoldings when I eventually got out of my bed, I had a big glass of water. It acts as a soothing source internally. Then I made my bed. Around this time, my little brother woke up too. While having the morning milk together, which is typically hot milk with Bournvita, we talked some random stuff probably our studies, or about some person, we were scrolling our phones simultaneously too (this is a bad habit I guess). After this, I quickly got ready for the swimming pool. This preparation generally includes cleansing my face and applying sunscreen, occasionally oiling my hair too. By 7:15 a.m. we left with our parents for the pool. My brother was driving. We swam for a good one hour. Swimming is a good exercise and I think the time my parents have selected for this i.e., the morning, is very relevant as well as productive for us. We left the pool by 8:30 a.m. and this time I drove the car (My brother and I have recently learnt to drive so we do it turn by turn back & forth). After getting home, I had a shower and got ready for the day, then all the essentials and skincare (the bad sun tan after swim... ugh!!). We had our breakfast at around 9:30 a.m. or so. While eating my breakfast, I watched a bit of YouTube – have recently discovered a new channel and I have been binge-watching all her videos. This all happened for the next 20 minutes and then I prepared myself for my online class and had a cursory glance on the previous day's notes (this helps a lot). By 10 a.m. the class started and it continued for the next 45 minutes. Generally I have 5-6 classes to attend, but since most of my teachers are busy with the university examination duty, I have just one class today. By 10:50 I was done with my first session of study. My brother & I had been planning to watch a movie since the last few days so the day before yesterday he downloaded the newest installation of Conjuring universe which was released on 26th May- 'The Conjuring: The Devil Made Me Do It'. So today around 11 a.m. we sat for the movie and finished it by 1 p.m. I can't exactly remember what I had been doing after that. From 1:40 to 1:55 p.m. I performed my Dhuhr Salah. By that time my father had also returned from the office. We all had the lunch together and after that a little rest and power off for everybody. This all continued for more than an hour and it was not until 3 p.m. that I sat for studying. From 3 to 5 I had my next session of study (YES after my online class in the morning I didn't study anything till now! In fact this is my FIRST self study session of today.) At 5 p.m. I performed my Asr Salah (I was a little late today). After this till 5:45 p.m. I wrote and arranged this post which you are reading. Then I went outside for a walk with my mother. We came back by 6:30 p.m. Then I performed the Maghrib Salah. Now for the next half an hour, I was doing some random things and I think I was online, checking the whatsapp texts. Then at 7 p.m., I sat for study and this continued for the next one hour. At around 8 p.m. we had the dinner and then a walk. It was 9:30 p.m. when I got up for the Isha Salah and performed it in the next 30 minutes. Then till 10:30 p.m. I was busy with my phone surfing the internet. From 10:30 to 11:30 p.m. I studied for one more hour. And then by 12 I was off to sleep. (Many a time I sleep at 11 also, but it depends.) So overall, it was a normal day which was well spent. But doing the same things again & again daily makes it monotonous. Nevertheless this is the best which I can do in these tough times. I finished high school in 2020 and entered college the same year but unfortunately just like many other freshers I have not been able to have a proper on-campus experience of my college life till now. All our formal introductions happened through Zoom. I did see everyone physically in the Induction Meet, but how much can one interact with unknown people on the very first day? Since then we all have been keeping track of each other through Whatsapp and online classes regularly but still there is something missing. 1 out of my 3 years here is almost over. I feel very small and powerless. The sole motive to write this 'Day Of My Life' is to cage these memories and preserve them so that later on when in the future I will read it, I will get to recall how life was during the pandemic and that I sailed through it successfully.

“I go to nature to be soothed and healed, and to have my senses put in order.” —John Burroughs Today on 5th June 2021 i.e., World Environment Day I did 3 special things: 1) As recommended by my college, attended a live webinar on this year's World Environment Day theme 'Ecosystem Restoration'. The slogan - "Recreate, Reimagine, Restore" - focuses on reversing the damage and restoring our ecosystems.🌱 2) Captured this beautiful picture of the view outside my house.😇 (So as to have something to put up as my status update.) 3) Reminisced the good times when we used to organise rallies from our school to nearby places, holding placards and shouting slogans and spontaneously feeling proud on what we were doing. For a cause, for a purpose! 💚

Since becoming inherently laid off; my time has become deluded with ambition, and hurtles. As I recap this summer; I engulf the memories then chased down with the idea that winter will be slightly better. If I'm fair; I can't emphasize enough how hassling it was trying to solve fractions; repeating steps multiple times with my daughter. Not to mention; the encouraging YouTube links that entails the directions from the lighthearted teachers. Needless to say, the links rarely ever worked. From juggling several online services to accommodate the different subjects. To video uploads demonstrating exercise regiments for phys ed. To google meets that never happened, due to inactive codes or, unsupported software. Then there's the "cat chewed my computer charger" so lets add two weeks of completed online learning from my Android. The uncertainty of school due to Corona-virus is unsettling. Although saddened to have reached the end of the school year without experiencing the awe of 5th grade continuation. We made it through the first hurtle.. Working for a full-service hotel; one would think my employment was salvageable. Wrong! I've been laid off since March 18th, and months later; my phone still hasn't rang. Hotel chains were effected widely due to the pandemic. Business trajectory is on the decline for the remainder of the year. Fortunately, a predominant congregated mix of lefties and righties stamped the approval of providing us fellow Americans extra financial assistance. What, you thought I was gonna to complain? I'm content with the gesture. Though somewhere in between the minimum weekly deposits and constant runs to Walmart. My cup remains half full. During this down time, I danced around the topic of self doubt. Becoming apprehensive to what my next steps would be. I mean, I now have goals that were put on hold because of the pandemic. I'm not sure how I see myself coming out of this pandemic. How do I manifest my potential so that I come out on top? Just keep my eye on the prize, and keep writing. Sadly, the death of George Floyd detoured me from writing. Another unarmed black man dies by the hands of police. Not only that, but to experience the silence of particularly close white acquaintances is baffling. To know that discussing racism will continue to be evaded and contradicted; by not only justifying wrongful actions, but persecuting the victim according to his past. People are so closed minded. I felt anger ten times over. I felt shame, undesirable. To think Facebook was appropriate for expressing my thoughts. I should've known better. The rant and raving over Black Lives Matter, to Anti-fa, to disbanding the police. It was unending, one sided arguments. I will never get to where I'm going, if I keep feeding the very entity that's distracting me... so I got my ass off Facebook. My husband is German and Irish, so as an interracial couple it is important to use the moment instead; to enlighten, openly discuss point of views with my family. Living in St. Cloud MN. My family and I were honored to attend one the memorial for Floyd. To see so many people from different walks of life, come together; is heartening, and powerful. As a mother of a black child , I am afraid of what lies ahead for my daughter. I can only teach her, until she's come onto her own. Until then, I where my crown triumphantly for her. Well, as I stated previously; I got my ass off of Facebook, and put my focus back into writing. I was finally able to complete my screenplay now copyrighted and registered to the Writers Guild of America West. Day and night, weekends, five drafts later... I finally did it. Although attending the writers conference in Austin TX was the plan, however that dream was crushed by the NAZI alias known as Corona-Virus. As if it wasn't easy enough to become discouraged as a writer. All in all, I've conquered the hardest part...completion. Afterwards, a road trip sounded fairly accommodating after being on lock down. Ehem! COVID. We packed the Kiddos, rented an SUV bound for Fort Myers Florida. It was a day and a half journey across seven states. Wisconsin blows. To arrive at our beach front hotel, with ocean side restaurants. The sun; miserably hot, the ocean warm enough to bathe, and not think twice about the bull sharks that lurked just where the shallow clashes with the dark cold. Fortunate to make it back home safely before the fleeting surge in corona cases. Well worth the trip. Back home, and anxious to write more driven than before. Two screenplays in the making. With unemployment ending soon. I'll eventually apply for suitable work, until I am updated from my current employer. As of now; work is not promising, but what can I do. Optimism is key. Also, since mandating wearing masks; I've gotten acquainted with my breath. Lets just say... I almost blamed someone else. We'll just leave it at that.

I was in the thick of emotional turmoil last January facing the predicted ending of a relationship with an addict.  I had lost myself and was desperately trying to gain new ground and stand on my own two legs for stability.  I was dreaming every night and journaling every day hoping to make sense out of why I had compromised my convictions and wasted so much time believing in the potential of another more than myself.  Crazy enough I managed to present my prayers repeatedly to Daddy in hopes of His intervention.  I logged my journey of feelings and drafted plans for the next ten years because my spirit sensed that my circumstances could turn around, if only I turned my focus back to myself.  Amazingly, a year and a half later, prophet Doug Addison reminded believers to ask once again for what we lifted up last January.  I went directly to my stack of binders and pulled out the memories which were written in my own words that captured night dreams and daily events that greatly shook my foundation of peace.  It opened my spiritual eyes as I read about my heart being prepared for a lifelong Savior who would wash the pain of empty promises and pill popping partners away. The reality of the enemy's relentless schemes and attacks always thwart our relationships, breaking down feelings of love and acceptance.  If he could convince God's children that they are alone and unloved year after year, what hope would they have in the New year?  Too often we bring our beliefs with us through any cross-over; salvation, deliverance or healing.  Maturity this year however, started over 18 months ago as our thoughts acknowledged that the enemy and his demonic army attack relationships because of the potential of love to be found in them.  Jesus only wants a relationship with people, for it to be a choice each individual makes to get to know Him.  It need not matter what church, soup kitchen,meeting, organization or volunteer membership you attend if you have not love, for trying to get along well with others requires that your strength depends upon His love alone.  And for every believer that goes much deeper than salvation and will require a hunger for deliverance that unlocks further healing. Notice and open your spiritual eyes to ways that friction, misunderstandings, judgment, criticisms, opinions, and self protective walls have started to erode this year as love overcomes the enemy.  We are a little over the half way mark in 2018 but still reminded to breathe life of prayers prayed in our recent past that have positioned our families and friends to receive love from us like never before.  I have declared complete victory in all of my relationships and recognize that He went into action for forgiveness as soon as I asked.  I may have forgotten about the details but the words penned on paper leapt off the page when I looked back on them because deep connections exist now that seemed impossible before. Begin to lift up those closest to you who have been hurt by your doubt and unbelief in a loving Father.  If Daddy is the source of love and He is everywhere it only makes sense that the enemy creates misunderstandings, false assumptions, addictions and lies to hurt relationships that could exude Him.  The year 2017 positioned God's children for overcoming the enemy in our thoughts and behaviors so we can have complete victory in our relationships that were always intended for love and acceptance forevermore. What that means for us now in July 2018, is that everything we failed to see prosper all last year, is now due for a second look.  Re-claim the hopes and dreams that ignited passion for truth, love and understanding, victory over obstacles and resurrected health and life over our families and individual situations.  Most of us embarked last year with fervency only to have suffered great loss over the following 12 months.  We usually succumb to acceptance when hope has been deferred and the pain of possibly losing another battle keeps us from praying into the up-grade, but the promotion is still here.  We are being prepared for the greatest time this earth has ever seen and that entitles you and I to stand firm in our inheritance of love and acceptance.  Breathe deeply and blow out the breath that lies dormant within you so that lost dreams are captured again, loved ones are reconciled and truth of the Gospel is felt instead of having to be preached.  It is our time, it always has been, now just expect to see the manifestation of it.