In My Child’s Eyes

The world I live in today is not the same one my children live in. How is that even possible? I would argue it’s all about perspective. My reasoning is this: I see the world sometimes from my desk at home where I work; I see the world sometimes from my kitchen window when I’mContinue reading “In My Child’s Eyes”

Musings on Motherhood

When a woman enters the arena of motherhood, she knows that that role will never be a static one. Over the years, as her children move from one stage of life to the next, so too does the role of motherhood also evolve. Each phase brings its own challenges but undeniable joy at the sameContinue reading “Musings on Motherhood”

Absence Makes the Heart Grow…

…fonder? Not always true. Unfortunately, life is not so simple. There are actually times when the absence of a person is a chance for those left behind to heal and recover from gaping wounds. …calmer? That is more akin to the reality my sons and I have experienced over these last six years. Having beenContinue reading “Absence Makes the Heart Grow…”

Father has Gone for Milk

I never knew about the phrase above until my sons made me aware of its meaning. For the last six years, we have managed to buy our own milk and returned many times, Alhamdulillah. Tomorrow is going to be a pensive day for my sons as father is finally returning for a short but unwelcomeContinue reading “Father has Gone for Milk”

Celebrating My Children on Mother’s Day

So today marks Mother’s Day. I’ve spoken about this topic before so don’t want to repeat myself. Suffice to say, I still believe every day is Mother’s Day simply because the status of mother is such that she is always well-deserving of any good favours that come her way. Truth is, a mother’s sacrifices andContinue reading “Celebrating My Children on Mother’s Day”

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”

The Future in Focus

Last week, I wrote about my attempts not to lapse into an emotional quagmire of the past. In a conscious effort to avoid that, this week I have busied myself in other things. The first of those is a full focus on my own ‘children’.  I use that word ‘children’ in its loose sense sinceContinue reading “The Future in Focus”

What can a Mother Teach her Sons?

Well, a lot actually.  Firstly, I want to debunk the myth that the gender difference would be a limiting factor. With me being a woman and my sons being, well males obviously, some might think that this lesson will be off to a bad start from the outset. Actually, I think that’s exactly where itsContinue reading “What can a Mother Teach her Sons?”

Lessons from a Peripatetic Life

It would seem that a life of being constantly on the move, never having the chance to settle in one place for too long and get to know your surroundings, is a recipe for disaster.  What’s more, forming long-term meaningful relationships with people becomes impossible.  Knowing that you are unlikely to be in a placeContinue reading “Lessons from a Peripatetic Life”