Then I got to thinking, if Allah (SWT) gives me old age, when I look back what would I like to see? Me and the better half sitting with our numerous grandchildren at our feet and out children at our shoulders. Love and laughter, gratefulness and ibadah (worship) and kindness. Feeding them home-cooked food, passing on my mothers stories, teaching them my faith and learning from them. Playing with them, annoying the heck out of them, giving my silk shawls and colourful jewellery to the little ones to play with. I know why Allah (SWT) put me here. To worship him and to spread his word as a da’ee, but I wonder what the medium for this should be. I know I want to help my sisters and to serve my community. I am trying to be patient, because I know my beloved Rabb (SWT) will make this clear to me.
So now I need to escape, all I want to do right now is walk and daydream and discover (and get a bit warmer and a bit less hungrier).