A Message From My Gedo (Grandpa)

                                                          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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