My Child, My Teacher

In the last few years, I have found that being surrounded by young people, namely my sons, has been a blessing that even I can’t begin to appreciate fully. Although right now they are away from home (minus my youngest), Alhamdulillah, we keep in touch through video and phone calls.  The support that this regularContinue reading “My Child, My Teacher”

Marriage Wows

…at least it does for some. A friend of mine recently asked if I was cynical about marriage given my own didn’t last its course.  I had to think for a moment.  Was I?  Do I look upon the idea of marriage as something not worth pursuing?  Do all marriages come apart at the seamsContinue reading “Marriage Wows”

Twenty-One Years a Mother

Alhamdulillah.  For everything.  Today, my oldest sons are on the cusp of completing twenty one years, inshaAllah. Whilst a big deal is made in Western culture of reaching a 21st birthday, I don’t celebrate them as such but I do acknowledge that a year is another milestone reached.  How could I not when I amContinue reading “Twenty-One Years a Mother”

Conversations with My Mother

In conversations with my octogenarian mother, I find I have to often bite my tongue and remind myself that not only is she my mother but also the product of another generation. Since I’ve been divorced, she has countless times lamented the fact that I am now on my own.  She worries about my futureContinue reading “Conversations with My Mother”