Pearl Amongst The Silver...

My dearest mum,

As a baby you used to nurture, protect and care for me. As a child you were my mother, father and best friend. As a teenager I had a messed up mind and gave you grieve. Whenever I am angry, Allah’s words I hear ‘in their old age keep them near’. As a grown up woman you become the hero and role model I craved for. Your teachings I will take everywhere with me, praying for you as I lie awake each night. You taught me to think, talk and act. For that I will always be indebted to you, although I can never fully repay you back. I regret all the bad things I done and uttered and with each passing day will try to rectify my mistakes. Even though we sometimes do not agree, you take me as I am and not for what I could be.

Where do I begin? To sum up my gratitude and love towards my mother is just too much. I love my mother greatly. I love her when she is angry and screaming at me. I love her when she smiles and laughs at my jokes. I love her when she is not sleeping and watches me sleep instead. I love her when she forces me to eat disgusting medicine. I strangely love her more when she is upset as I can be myself and goofy; bringing a smile to her face, comforting her. This is reassuring for me because I know that I love my mum so much that it gives me physical pain to see her cry and to see her hurt. I love her when she teaches me. I love her for being my mother. So I ask again, where do I begin at counting my love for my mother? How much do I love my mum? I love her so much that I wouldn’t know what to do without her. Each day I pray for her health and for asking Allah to give me one more extra day with her. I would be clueless and lost. I am a mummy’s girl and I would always be that girl that grazes her knee and cries for her mum. I love my mum; each day I am happy to be able to hug her, cuddle her and telling her I love her. There will come a time when it is too little too late. It is worthwhile to tell my mum how much I love her as she told me all about death, paradise and hell and how we should seek protection against it. You told me of the day that is to come and in your own way you reached out to me. If my life is shortened and I have to go, just remember my sweet words and that I love you so...