My Fourth Dubai Ramadan

My favourite time of year..

I'm back!  Fresh from a whirl of Toronto, Montreal and New York. Much, much more to follow on that trip and all the interesting experiences I had.  Let's just say childbirth sprung to mind at one point: excruciatingly painful but utterly amazing at the same time.  And once the pain has faded, you'd happily do it all again.  Anyway!

I've returned and been flung right into my favourite time of year: Ramadan.  I've blogged about this many times before: here , here and here.  It's the holiest month of the Muslim calendar and I adore its spirit of kindness, reflection and generosity.  Yes the international media focus on the fact you can't eat and drink during daylight hours, but it's so much more than that.  It's a time to take stock, be thankful for everything you have and be grateful for it.  As this very much reflects on my day to day attitude towards life, you can perhaps understand why I, and my lovely desert family, are giddy as goats about this month.

My diary is jam-packed with cultural iftars, qu'uran seminars, sunrise mosque visits and dinners with friends.  Ramadan Kareem, dear friends...