When I was a kid, my parents once told me they are adopting a child. I don’t know if it was false alarm or they were really trying to adopt but I was dreaming day and night of having another brother or sister. I don’t think the sex was important but thinking of having another siblings would raise me to the sky. And I would go to them ask them daily when I will have my new siblings, this never happened. But the thought and dream of helping as many kids as possible stayed with me.
I would go with my mom to not privileged neighborhoods and we would help out. Being from Iran, I remember a young girl once approached my mom and told her can you give me a “manto”( a uniform for Iran’s schools) so I can go to school. My mom looked at me and told me to take off my Manto, being very shy I told her no. Till this day, I still tell myself why didn’t I. Maybe that became the fire in me to help out, or seeing my mom helping people. I really have no answer for the story.
I remember from early ages for my weekly allowance, I would make a prayer and keep some part of it for the people in need. That was very important for me to teach my son as well. I always wanted everyone to be able to provide for themselves and always my second prayer was that to be rich enough to be able to help other people.
Now at 35 I still live with the same dreams. Now I wish more for love, to love unconditionally, every people, every race, every creature the same. I hope I will learn to love people just the way they are, and unlearn all the things school tried to teach me on separateness.
I hope I will be a tool to bring love and peace to this world. I hope I will be the voice for any creature who hasn’t been heard or who is not loud enough. I hope I get to hold as many hands and raise them up as they raise me up.
This is for today, let’s be open on what tomorrow will bring, while enjoying right now!