Day 1 of Ramadan in Melbourne meant 14+ hours without food, water, or coffee—tough! But as sunset approached, my wife and I headed over to my parents’ place for iftar (breaking the fast). When we arrived, my mum had prepared a feast, with some of my favourites.
It was the typical Ramadan affair with dates to break the fast, and their new obsession of juicing everything- this time it was carrot and apple juice (strangely, not bad!).
We arrived just in time to help set up the table and while we were busy dishing up the delicious meal, my mum had slipped back to grab her phone and asked us to turn around for a photo. At first, I laughed—what was so special about this moment? But then I realised: it wasn’t about the food (though it was fantastic). This was about the togetherness of family and a simple, golden moment that she’d treasure. Sure, we could’ve gone somewhere fancy for the first day of Ramadan, but there’s just something about being at ease in your family home and being involved with the little things that made it so everyday, but also so special. This was one of those moments that money couldn’t buy…
It made me wonder: how often do we pause to appreciate the ordinary moments that make life amazing? Not just the milestone celebrations, but the everyday rituals that shape who we are.
Maybe it’s an amazing morning coffee when it’s still quiet. A quick text from an old friend. A shared joke that has everyone laughing uncontrollably. These are the moments that make life rich—not the grand gestures, but the small, fleeting moments that are priceless.