By: Habiba Ghanem
On this
day, exactly nine years ago, I lost someone very dear to my heart. This person was
well known for his kind and caring nature. I still remember his tone when he
would call out the nickname he had given me, as I was about to do something
sneaky. I remember those late summer
nights when I would read until I made sure he had gotten home from the masjid,
before I could peacefully fall asleep.
I also still remember the day that
he didn’t come back from the masjid. All
of the sudden there was no more gedo to wait for at night. No more gedo to call
me “sneaky.” No more gedo present at the major moments of my life.
While still grieving I had a dream
that I remember until this day and probably will for the rest of my life.
I was at an airport and with me was
my gedo. He was getting ready to go on a plane, and before he left he hugged me
tight and gave me a kiss. I didn’t want him to go but I knew that he had to and
I also knew that some day I would be getting on that plane too.
We are all going to get on that
plane, whether we like to think about it or not….but I wonder…where is the
plane going to take me… is Allah (SWT) going to be content with me and send me
to heaven…. Or will this world blind me and send me to hell? Take a look at
your life… what direction do you think that plane is going to take you?
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