Posts Tagged ‘struggles’

The Treasure Within

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The Treasure Within

When I was growing up, I had a few things I had collected over the years and treasured greatly. They ranged from stickers, to awards, to letters exchanged between friends in elementary school, to various pictures. I held them dear to my heart and wanted to preserve them for as long as possible; and because I treasured those things so much, one day I decided to make a beautiful treasure box for them. I decorated my treasure box with pieces of silk, ribbon, and colourful construction paper to make it as creative and beautiful as I could, and putting in the effort to make a treasure box made the treasures inside even more valuable to me.

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BUG Off!

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BUG Off!

She sat glued to her seat, while the other students milled around the room, enjoying the brief permission to move around, talking, giggling, and slowly settling into groups. It was English class, and even though she was an amazing writer, she knew she’d end up in the group of “social outcasts,” the loose ends who didn’t have any friends and didn’t really fit in anywhere.

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Moments of Time

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Moments of Time

I’ve decided, I’m going to do it. Not that it’s a decision I really need to weigh the pros and cons of, because really there are only pros. And I know that — I always knew it — just something within held me back, and I regret that I haven’t made this decision earlier. But, the important part is, I’ve decided and I’m going to do it. It’s been so long overdue, it really has. But I can finally breathe now, almost like a very, very large weight has been lifted from my chest. Alhamdullilah! I can’t help but smile, and it’s one of those full large smiles that literally takes up my whole face.

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Shopping for Jannah

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Shopping for Jannah

I was never really a big shopper, but it was something I did from time to time. Before my abaya days, I had to go to the mall at least once every two or three months. Clothes wear out, you need new styles, and there was always this sense that I just “had to” buy something new. After I began wearing abayas, I thought my shopping would go down. According to my mom, it hasn’t changed.

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I Lost My Sister

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I Lost My Sister

You know, I lost my sister a couple weeks ago. I never met her. I never knew her. But I lost her. Her name was Marwa Sherbini. Funny thing is, we never spoke. I didn’t know she existed until the incident. But she was my sister. My sister in Islam. As she was yours. Thoughts went flying through my head as I read article after article about her passing. It was 18 stabs? In a courtroom? Where was security? She was pregnant? In front of her 3-year old son? Her husband was shot trying to save her? And where was the media? Does she not matter? Ya Rabb have mercy on us…

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