Islam, Autism, Mom-ism.
Me: Hey Internet, guess what! You: What? Me: I got my disabled parking spot approved the other day, hooray! You: Congratulations…? Wait, why do you need a disabled parking spot? Me: Oh. Well, I kinda omitted this from my blog for the past few…
The Prophet ﷺ was asked, “O Messenger of Allāh, which of the people are the most sorely tested?” He said: “The Prophets, then those similar, then those similar. A man will be tested in accordance with his level of faith. If his faith is strong, he…
A few days ago, Iman was sitting at the dining table next to me coloring when she put down her crayons and pouted. “Momma, which crayon is my skin? It’s not this one,” she said, holding up the Caucasian “skin-tone” crayon. “And it’s not this one,” she…
Khalid: Momma, what does the word “hang out” mean? Me: To hang out? That means to spend time together talking and enjoying someone’s company. Khalid: Okay, right. Can we hang out? Me: I’d love to. 🙂 Alhamdulillah, Alhamdulillah, Alhamdulillah.
Two cows are standing in a field. One turns to the other and says, “Hey, aren’t you worried about that whole mad cow disease thing?” “Why should I?” the other cow replies, “I’m a helicopter.”
Allah gave me stones and built me a foundation, I thought I was a tower so I started building high…
Sometimes I wonder how much longer that I -writer, doodler, talker, teacher, dreamer- will be able to continue working as a director. Managing people, services, cashflow, and strategy- these all rub against my Muslim-hippie nature like a hair shirt. But since I don’t have a choice,…
Khalid: Momma, when I die…? Me: (putting my drink down slowly) Yes Khalid? Khalid: And my body goes into the earth…? Me: Yes? Khalid: Will people remove my fossils and put them in a museum? Me: No dear, they won’t. Khalid: Why not? Me: Because…