Today I had to go to school in order to complete some laboratory work for my research. With much debate and inner struggle, I decided not to fast today, because I was concerned that driving, working, and whatnot may not be so safe for a first-time-faster. My husband agreed and encouraged me to make up my fast later. I already knew I’d be missing days 3 and 4 since I will be doing farm work in the field under the blazing summer sun. Inshallah I will take it back up on Day 5.
Instead of relief and comfort from being able to eat and drink as I please, I feel guilt. I feel as though I am missing out on something amazing. There are ~1.6 billion people fasting together today as one religious nation (Ummah), and I am not part of that!
Inshallah I find the physical and mental fortitude to fast even when I’m active.