D E A R  A D A M,

It was a week since we got married. I was so busy with mom that I forgot I was married. Every-time I came back from the hospital you were asleep. And in the mornings you never came back home after morning prayers. But I cared. I was worried about you.

I woke up to pray in the morning and after I was supplicating and talking to Allah (God) loudly with tears in my eyes when you entered but I quickly stopped as I heard the door. And then you sat beside me. My heart started beating faster when I felt your presence.

"Adam.." I called you. You turned to look at me without saying a word. "Im sorry we haven't talked in a while. Im sorry for not being a good wife." You then held my hand and patted it with a smile.

I looked at you in surprise. "Continue praying, Ill listen." You then spoke. I took a deep breathe and continued supplicating until I finished. You sat quietly but your presence felt good. I felt good.

S A R A

"Silence is also a form of communication"