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The Goes Around Comes Around Effect

My first night in Brazil, sitting under the stars outside an eatery in Ipanema with newly acquired friends I took in the tropical scenery, the ocean sounds in the distance when suddenly, “Aisha?” It was my professor. We all looked up at him. “Aisha, your mom called. She was very worried. She wanted to know why you didn’t call her. She wanted to know if you were okay. I told her you’re fine and you’re a great student, but she wants you to call her okay?” It was a very I wish the ground would open up and swallow me whole moment as I sat there feeling like a pigtailed bracey faced 4 year old in a booster seat at Pizza Hut and NOT a 26 year old law student quite capable of watching after herself thank you very much!

My mom always does that. She’s notorious for the incessant calls to make sure we’re okay and ofcourse growing up you rolled your eyes a teeny bit and said in an exasperated tone, “Mom, I’m okay.. Jeeeeez!” Its funny though, the “goes around comes around effect” My brother and parents are going for a three week trip to Pakistan. I called her at least three times last night and twice today. Now I just learned their flight is delayed leading to all sorts of complications and that they didn’t take a cell phone. Though I know deep down they’ll be okay (insh’allah) I can’t lie and say I’m not worried, that they’re not totally on my mind and that I’m not distracted. Because I am. I guess I just want to know they’re okay.

7 thoughts on “The Goes Around Comes Around Effect”

  1. I have a one year old, and my entire existence is now spent worrying about him. Tonight he fell off the bed and hit his head, and I mean hard, on the wood floor. And less than an hour later, he did a kamikaze dive head-first off of a chair on to the floor. Both resulted in non-trivial bumps on the head, and long stretches of inconsolable crying. By the second incident, I was crying right along with him. It is somehow exhausing when you realize that you will spend the rest of your life worrying about your kid, and with things that are scarier and more dangerous than a bump on the head.Don’t even talk to me about what happens when he starts DRIVING, heaven forbid. I’m having a heart attack just thinking about it.So yeah, what goes around comes around when it comes to this stuff.


  2. Hey Kate, thanks for your comment. I can only imagine what it must feel like to see your child in pain. I remember my mother would always say (and still says) “wait till you have kids” on each point I made reacting to her (what I felt was) being so overprotective. I guess when I have my own kids is when it will TRULY come around. Thanks for the food for thought. I hope your baby is feeling better today.


  3. My Mom is the same – I guess most Moms are. She doesn’t do it as much anymore though. If she doesn’t seem my MSN messenger on for 24 hours, she immediatetly thinks I must be dead. LOL. (Which isn’t far from the truth. If I’m away from my computer for a full day – SOMETHING is going on, usually.)I’ll say a prayer for their safety. {hugs}


  4. my mom is like that now, and i am 30 with 3 kids!! and (secretly) i am still REALLY scared of her! hahaaisha, inhsAllah your family will be ok, try not to worry too much, altho i know that i would be the same. take care.


  5. yeah, they’re definitely not rolling their eyes when YOU call. πŸ™‚ Inshaallah all is well. Have been cheerfully sacrificing sleep last night for a feverish baby … never would’ve thought …


  6. Tracy, yeah… right now i’m calling them in pakistan and they’re not picking up, they should have reached by now… its very heart in throat… i hope they’re okay.Shaz, long time no see πŸ™‚ Parents still have a hold on us, even when we’ve flown from their nest… πŸ™‚Koonj, your statement really got to me, you’re right… πŸ™‚ I hope Raihana is feeling better today.


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