Living in the country that is not yours, we are always reminded that everything is temporary. We are reminded often, because there are always people leaving us either to greener pasture and not to mention death.
My kids have somewhat learned that friends will leave them. They have bid farewell to many close friends since they start going to school, some more painful than others.
The latest one, just last Friday, we bid farewell to one of Mr Fath's daughters. If you have been my faithful stalkers (which are dwindling or non existent now)you would know who the Faths are. Anyway their eldest daughter has completed her IGCSE with flying colours or shall I say with brilliant stars. Scored herself straight As and rightfully take the best place in Qtar for Cambridge papers. Masya Allah! I am so proud of her.
Anyway all grown up (but only 16), she has left Qtar to pursue her tertiary education.
My dad said to me when I was about to leave for UK, that I am a person of my own now. Not fully daddy's girl now. I suppose so. One thing for sure, many decisions were made without may family's involvement. Perhaps my bad.
My heart tugs at the thought that haziq's turn will be coming very soon. About 2 and a half years more.
Oh.
I'll cross the bridge when I get there.
Meanwhile I am making Haziq fold his own clothes. Arrange the clothes in nice stack in the cupboard. And I may be a flunked Goddess but I am very strict about folded clothes on a stack. Soon he will iron his own clothes.
He can fry eggs - both scramble and sunny side up.
Sambal nasi lemak perhaps later?
And I ask Allah that he will instill Quran in his heart wherever he goes and all that we have been doing will guide him on the right path.
Suddenly I am feeling three are too few a children.
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8 comments:
Salam,
*hugs*
Amiin to all your du'a.
My mum says, when they're all grown up, even 6 is too few. (Only two of us left at home at the moment)
At any rate, flunked goddess or not, am pretty sure you're doing a wonderful job raising them. I was looking at some of the photos I have back on the couple of modbloggers out, masyaAllah, they're so kecik then. :D
I love you guys for the sake of Allah and I do hope and pray we meet in Jannah insyaAllah.
one more then?
err......sebak...we are in a diff stage then when we 1st start blogging, kan
Hugs
pb - Salam my dear friend. Thank you so much for the hugs.
Subhanalalh modblogger time. They must be really small. Jack was only 6 months old. Now he is 7 with two bones broken.
may the one whom you love me for, loves you even much much more.
abi - kedai dah tutup. Tapi kalau Allah decides otherwise I shall embrace it with open arms. Insya Allah
BF - eh ya lah? Partly why i am slowly still blogging. To remind myself i suppose.
I am still stalking you darling. :) Although I am (mostly) a silent reader, you are always in my thoughts and I do visit often to check on updates.
Mcm BF kata, we have come a loooooong way since zaman modblog. *ponders*
But I am glad that we're all still keeping in touch, some way or rather. Alhamdulillah.
p/s: I know someone who knows someone who had her baby at 44. And I also know someone who got pregnant at 46! So... ;)
i still visit blogs but jarang2 komen la skrg ni hehehe.
and have not stopped following your posts.
Alahai 3 tak cukup ker?? :D
famy - errrkkkk rasa-rasanya tak maulah at that age. But if allah gives I take but planning towards that rasanya taklah kot.
aliya - he he,. sometimes comments are very encouraging gitu.
zan - so bila your next one? LOL
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