5 Ramadhan, 1444
I suddenly recalled earlier today that the early days of last year's fasting month were darkened by the news of the death of my brother-in-law, John. I spent some time today thinking of him, recalling his remarkable, and sometimes difficult, zest for life. He would have benefitted, I think, from the discipline of fasting, though it's difficult to imagine him resisting temptation of any sort. Especially the stuff that comes in a bottle.
If he's with the Angels - and I hope the All-Merciful just might introduce him to a few - I'm fairly sure they've learnt a thing or two or three in his company. I certainly did.
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