“There is no other way it could be and I say there is no other way it should be” As I lay on my bed, I often think of this journey that I ended up taking without wanting to and without realising it. I look back on the day it all started – the trajectory of my life journey was meant to be a very different one. Zeheer, Jenai and I had finally landed in Dubai. Zeheer and I would be living together, forever, without him having to disappear for months on end, sailing on the high seas. I was expecting my second child. We had dreams and aspirations. Zara’s birth, our ‘normal’ baby, my promise to god and our tryst with destiny. We were meant to seize the day But one seemingly harmless seizure took it all away. Back then it felt like the almighty had punished me, kicked me in the gut and stolen the life I was supposed to have. Then gradually came the stages - a reluctant acceptance, an oscillation between anger, non-acceptance and acceptance and then slowly, very slowly it dawned upon me, this is my destiny. It was meant to be. There is no other way it could be and I say there is no other way it should be. The journey began unplanned, a road to nowhere. A semi-resourceful taxi driver, a vague destination and moments later the first pit-stop in the form of the Dubai Center of Special Needs (DCSN). The first day filled with an excitement, nervousness and trepidation. Can I handle this? Is this for me? Crying out to God “Why Me?” I’d inquire, angrily. Something changed. A quiet churn had slowly but surely begun. The disquiet, the sense of isolation led to an awaking “Why Not, Me?” Leading into what I believe is meant to be my calling, “Thank God, ME!” As I continue laying on that bed, I can’t help but think …And miles to go before I sleep and miles to before I sleep. The wee hours, they come to greet me. My eyes now beginning to get heavier, groggier, about to fall asleep. Ironically, it is also time to wake up to reality, literally.