Swinging Through Time

I can hear their laughter.My two oldest sisters are far out in the park, climbing the monkey bars. My other sister is just over there, spinning herself on the merry-go-round. She calls me over to join her, but I'm too scared. I'm sure I'm going to fall, since she goes too fast for my small body.I decide to ride the swings instead. These are my favorite swings in the world, shaped like horses, with bars in the front that you pull back and forth, making yourself go higher and higher. I'm … [Read more...]

When You Remember Allah Together

Ever since my daughters were born three and a half years ago, I’ve made it a point to read Qur’an out loud to them while they were awake, although many times I would rather have read it in peace and quiet while they were asleep. I also made sure to make my tasbeeh after salah out loud, although at first it felt strange to me and unnatural.Tonight, I saw a glimpse of the outcome.I just came out of my girls’ bedroom. L had fallen asleep, but S had still been awake, talking with me. … [Read more...]

The Woman I Met

I met you in the park today.You were playing with a little girl, who looked to be your grand daughter. You asked me where I was from, then told me you were from out of town, taking care of the little two-year-old, while her dad was in the hospital, dying of brain cancer.You said it so matter-of-factly, I could tell you were way past grieving.He was only 34 years old, and the cancer had been in remission for 7 years, but had come back 4 months ago. This little girl was his only child, … [Read more...]

Touched Once Again

Yesterday, I took my girls to shop for fruit and vegetables, and at the end got touched, not by an angel, but by a human. I had paid for all my groceries, and had parked my cart by the bars right outside the market, and as usual asked the girls to stand by the cart while I take the bags to the car in two or three trips, since the bars don't allow us to take the carts to the car and I can't carry everything at once and hold the girls' hands at the same time. After I put the first load into the … [Read more...]

Where I Want To Be

Yesterday, I took my young daughters to ride the metro to Washington D.C. As we were standing by the tracks waiting for the train to come, I felt something hit my shoes, and I turned to see a blind man's cane, as he was sweeping it from side to side. He said, “Excuse me,” and walked on, stopping when he felt the raised bumps by the side of the tracks.He stood there, tall and proud, waiting like everyone else for the train. I jumped at the chance to make this a learning experience for my two d … [Read more...]

Liberated Through Sewing

I would never have guessed,Had you asked me before,That sewing would be somethingI would opt for.I never took a class,Never really liked it,Watched my older sisters suffer,And hate every bit.See, they chose to take classes,In their high school years,And seeing them sew,Was what bred my fears.Oh, the nights they stayed up late,With coffee cup in hand,Fretting over backwards zippers,And stray threads and strands.Oh, the tension that grew,As the … [Read more...]


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