Before the year ended I sat to write about my memoirs of 2009. I tried to jot down those events that have been quite important to my life. AS I surfed my diary I stumbled over so many events worth remembering but the weight of family reunion has been much heavier than any other event I have witnessed during the year 2009. In that year my family reunited with me here in Sweden after two long years.

When I grabbed the pen the story of reunion has become the most dominant one, forcing me not to allow a speck of my attention to swerve to another direction. My family and I are now happy and healthy and the children are going to school peacefully as there is no worry about flying rockets landing on them. I dedicate this poem to my family, the school management and the teachers of Maria, Huriya and Ahmed. I have one more child still remaining in the Somali war and I hope he will be safe, God Willing. Please share the bliss with me and let me say Happy New Year to you ALL.

As I explored the landscape of my mind
I descended into hole that had swallow me
Loneliness had dug it when I lived alone
But soon the dark enclave burst to light
When I heard Maria´s little funny giggle
Weaving through a delightful sound of joy
Calling me "Daddy we are here, we are safe
Injecting me with doses of a renewed energy
As the buoyancy of reunion-force lifted me up