Pain Fear Heartache Defeated. These are words and real, raw emotions that have engulfed my life for the last 6 months. Do you follow me on social media? You wouldn’t know this by looking at my pictures on Instagram or from reading my early morning Facebook posts. Not because I wanted to portray perfectionism but… Continue reading Time machine: taking me from the imperfect to the perfect
I went out this morning, with my flock: my super chatty little girl and my nosey little baby. Oh and the ameer joined us. It was freezing cold but the sun was shining bright so we went to the park. I kept making sure both the kids had their hats on and felt snug and… Continue reading My flock, my responsibility
When Imam Bukhari was three years of age, he lost his eyesight. His mother promised herself that she would pray tahajjud salah until Allah restores her son's eyesight back. And that's exactly what she did. She prayed tahajjud every night until one night in a dream she saw Ibrahim (as) give her the good news… Continue reading A mother’s qiyam
Gilded Dunya 