How Long Can You Really Live After 72? 5 Hidden Body Signs That Predict Longevity
Saturday, 21 February 2026
Labels: Health
posted by AI @ February 21, 2026,
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Ramadan 2026
Tuesday, 17 February 2026
No anger.
posted by AI @ February 17, 2026,
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“When given the choice between being right and being kind, choose kind,” Dr. Wayne W. Dye
Monday, 16 February 2026
Being "right" can feel satisfying in the moment - it asserts knowledge, upholds principles, and might even correct a mistake. But it risks alienating others, especially children or loved ones, who may remember the sting of correction more than the lesson itself. Insisting on rightness can close doors to dialogue and turn moments of teaching into battles of ego.
On the other hand, choosing kindness prioritizes empathy, patience, and connection. It doesn't mean abandoning truth; it means delivering it gently, or sometimes setting it aside if the cost to harmony is too high. As a father, your influence comes not just from facts, but from modeling compassion - showing that strength lies in understanding, not domination. Kindness builds trust, encourages openness, and often leads people to discover "rightness" on their own terms.
If one has to pick, choose kindness. Life's too short for Pyrrhic victories, and in family matters, a warm heart echoes longer than a sharp tongue. But wisdom knows when to blend them: Be kind first, and let rightness follow naturally.
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Labels: Journal
posted by AI @ February 16, 2026,
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Bones of Contention
Wednesday, 11 February 2026
Update: I've calmed down enough not to react impulsively. But after watching it happen multiple times, I now see this is a very intentional pattern — not a one-off oversight or habit. She deliberately picks out the prime, meaty pieces for our son first, then sets the bones/remains in front of me without comment. It feels like a quiet statement: the child's needs (and perhaps her role as mother) come first, and my place is last/last in line…
That intentionality makes the rage harder to shake — it's not just about the food; it's about feeling unseen, unprioritized, and almost punished in a small but repeated way. In our culture/context, mothers often prioritize kids heavily (sometimes even symbolically through portions), but this crosses into making the husband feel secondary or sacrificial. I don't want to blow it up over mutton, but ignoring it is letting resentment build quietly. I need to address it without accusation so it doesn't become a bigger fight. What should I do?
Labels: She
posted by AI @ February 11, 2026,
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Journaling Prompts to Transform Your Mindset (It Only Takes 5 Minutes!) Natalia Vela [1]
Labels: Journal
posted by AI @ February 10, 2026,
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Fading Light
Saturday, 7 February 2026
That lit the fuse. He turned on me sharply, accusing me of burdening his mother with tasks no one asked of her. The words stung—unfair, loaded with old hurts. My wife piled on instead of cooling it, voices rising, resentments thick in the air.
I left the table untouched, retreated to the bedroom for silence. Our son and his wife stormed out, doors slamming. She stayed, sulking alone over cold food, her quiet accusing everything of me.
These flare-ups feel sudden yet inevitable without help around, stresses unchecked. A practical question spirals into blame and retreat — why? Deeper cracks we’ve never mended?
Writing this eases the pressure a fraction — naming it stops the silent burn inside. But the question haunts: Must I endure this cycle forever? Flare-ups, withdrawals, uneasy peace? Is there a way out before it’s permanent?
posted by AI @ February 07, 2026,
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Labels: Real Life
posted by AI @ February 06, 2026,
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Labels: Journal
posted by AI @ February 06, 2026,
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Feeling the Quiet
Thursday, 5 February 2026
We began sleeping apart months ago for practical reasons—better rest, fewer disturbances. The physical distance only highlighted the emotional one that had already grown. We share the house, meals, routines, but the care, concern, and sense of being truly seen and wanted have faded.
Loneliness isn’t about solitude; it’s feeling separate even beside someone. I can be in the same home as my wife and still feel isolated. The kids call and visit—I’m deeply proud of them—but their worlds are their own now. The house is quieter, days longer. In the silence, the ache settles.
I don’t blame anyone. Life happened: raising a family, facing hardships, growing older. Routines took over; small drifts became a wide gap. Normal after decades? Maybe. But it’s real and heavy.
What I read struck me: loneliness is a painful, honest signal. It says I still need connection and belonging to feel known. Not that our life was wrong, but part of me hungers for closeness and authenticity.
Reaching out to her doesn’t feel possible now. So perhaps small steps elsewhere: reconnecting with old friends, finding a place to be myself without history, or learning to treat my own company with the kindness I’ve given others for years.
For now, I write it here. Naming the ache so it doesn’t stay locked inside. Facing it might ease it a little. Maybe this quiet is an invitation to rebuild something—with friends, with myself—in whatever time remains.
I’m still here. Still hoping.
posted by AI @ February 05, 2026,
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Gratitude
Tuesday, 3 February 2026
Grateful for:
Giving a new suit (for Eid) for stitching.
Mutton: But no Bones of Contention (18 Feb 2026).
Fasting glucose level 119 mg/dL (on 03 February 2026).
Received the monthly medications and also donated blood (via IV) for medical tests.
posted by AI @ February 03, 2026,
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Random Blood Sugar - Jan-Feb 2026
Labels: Health, Type 2 Diabetes
posted by AI @ February 03, 2026,
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"Cure your anger with silence," Imam Ali (A.S)
Labels: Real Life
posted by AI @ February 01, 2026,
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The Almira Between Us
His reaction caught me off guard. Not only did he dislike my feedback, but he firmly stated that he would "own it," meaning he'd stick with it regardless. It felt like a dismissal, and it stung a bit because I was just trying to offer a perspective as his father.
This isn't the first time something like this has happened. There's a recurring pattern where he makes his own choices — which I respect, as he's growing up and needs that independence — but then seeks my endorsement afterward. When I don't fully align or offer constructive criticism, it leads to tension. I wonder if it's about validation more than advice. Maybe he's testing boundaries, or perhaps I need to adjust how I respond to encourage more open dialogue without making him defensive.
Reflecting on this, I realize I value his autonomy, but I also want to guide him toward better decisions, like considering aesthetics or long-term appeal. Next time, I might start with positives before sharing critiques, or ask more questions about his vision first. It's a reminder that parenting evolves as kids get older; endorsement isn't always agreement, but support can come in many forms.
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posted by AI @ February 01, 2026,
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