Safa means tranquil, serene, calm…I try

My Sorority held it’s Centennial Boule (convention) last week in DC (founded at Howard Univ in DC). I haven’t been active for a few years but I was still happy to see so many Sorors assembled right in my backyard! I was able to catch up with soooo many Sorors from my undergrad chapter as well as the grad chapter I was in. I even saw Sorors who pledged me and my Sands from neigboring schools so many years ago…well 1992 seems like so many years ago. Many already knew I was Muslim so it wasn’t a big shock. For some, it took a while for them to adjust LOL!!!

Anyway, here is a link to some pics of the weekend. Just cut and paste the link in your browser. 22 thousand is said to have registered, about that many Sorors were in DC that didn’t register. It was madness…in a good way.

Making Noise in Pink and Green
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/gallery/2008/07/18/GA2008071800968.html?referrer=emaillink

It’s so sad, but the older I get, the more lonely I get for “home”. The sad part is that the older I get the more “home” is not “home” anymore.

Since I’ve been married with children, I don’t get home as often as I used to. It’s a 5-6 hour drive to NYC from northern VA …even that is different. It used to be 4.5 hours before I had kids and a husband that has to stop at EVERY OTHER rest area LOL!

So, I long for “home” more now and go less AND it really isn’t the same. People die, move, etc. I don’t know…I mean I love seeing my family and the few good friends who still live in the City….however, since my Grandmother died it just isn’t the same. That and a few other reasons anyway…like my 6 year old whining that he is BORED and doesn’t want to visit any more people cuz it’s so boring…blah blah blah.

I need to change this post to Feeling Funky Monday!