That Feeling

The feeling had been with me from the start of the day: that something exciting was going to happen, though for the life of me I couldn’t figure out what it was.

So in the car we all piled, with both babies fed and changed, and headed for the medical center. We got to the ophthalmology department and my husband checked in. By then I was feeling really silly, wondering why on earth I had felt the need to escort my husband to an eye exam, pushing the twins in their double stroller and making a spectacle of them.

As we made our way to the waiting area and sat down in the only two adjacent chairs available, the reason I had come with the twins happened.

Across from the two chairs sat a little old lady, all bent over, with a cane in her hands. As we sat down her eyes positively lit up, and she smiled the sweetest smile.She leaned over with wide-open eyes and asked excitedly, “Are those twin girls?” I told her, yes, they were. She continued, “Are they identical?” When I told her they were fraternal, she nodded, as if expecting that answer.

She leaned over even closer, and whispered, “You know, just two days ago my granddaughter told me that, after 12 years of trying to have kids, she’s going to have fraternal twin girls. I couldn’t believe my eyes when you walked through that door. Seeing your twins just brings joy to my heart.”

Subhan Allah. I used to often feel that things happened to me and people said things to me as part of Allah’s greater plan for me, and now here I was “happening” to someone else, part of Allah’s plan for her.

Allahu Akbar, how Allah takes care of His creatures, Muslim and non-Muslim alike.

Later, after this sweet lady had seen the doctor and was leaving, she stopped by me again, and said, “It has been such a pleasure seeing your girls. I pray that they grow up to be blessed twins.”

Ameen.

Asiya Akyurt

Asiya Akyurt lives in Virginia with her husband and two daughters.  She is an active MAS member with an ijaza (certificate) in Qur’anic recitation and tajweed, and enjoys teaching, interpreting and translating.

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