The good that you do will come back to you. Likewise, the wrong things you've done in life will have its consequences too. Pain doesn't go easy. It hurts. But then, you turn to Allah and slowly if not suddenly you start feeling better. So much better. He open doors for you, give you new dreams, take care of you more than anything. You actually start feeling His love that you always heard of; the love of more than seventy mothers.
Then, you have to rely on Allah swt. Trust Him with everything. You have to let go of your past. More importantly, you do not have to repeat the past. Everyone make mistakes. It's more about how you deal with those mistakes.
There are always two ways:
To be stagnant and to have courage to accept mistakes, make yourself right and move on. Easier said than done, I know. But you need to force this attitude on yourself to be happy, to grow. Being stucked somewhere in the past is the least attractive thing. Don't chase the same pattern and do not start disobeying Allah all over again.
This time will pass, even the pain will go; but if you choose to be stagnant, you will regret more than anything. Hurdles come, you will get tired too; offcourse it all takes time, you can also stop for a while but then get up again and move. Do not make your home in those hurdles.
Cry to Allah, make du'a to Him and He will pour patience upon you in ways and in situations that you will be shocked by yourself.
"Go easy on yourself, for the outcome of all affairs is determined by God's decree. If something is meant to go elsewhere, it will never come your way, but if it's yours from destiny, from you it can not flee." - Umar ibn al-Khattab
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Now or Never.
My mind has always been
Trying to find
That could shine on me
In my seemingly
That could ease
The worst pain
I have long been feeling
Who could live the life
I just existed in
Is there one?
I hope I find it
I hope I’m not too late.
Losing a pet is hard. Sometimes really hard. And it’s often the first time a child has experienced loss in their lives. Helping children to navigate that pain is not something often explored in picture books. My guess is because it’s so difficult to do. Lean in too hard and you’re left with a joyless story. Stay too close to the surface and you betray the true depth of feeling experienced by the child. THE END OF SOMETHING WONDERFUL: A PRACTICAL GUIDE TO A BACKYARD FUNERAL strikes a beautiful balance, respecting the reader as well as the Something Dead through straightforward text and the right amount of humor to help light the way forward. Lucianovic’s debut is something of an anomaly in that way, and it’s in that narrator voice that I find this book’s staying power. Demos’ art provides the space a perspective to reflect lots of complex feelings while also providing literal space on the page for the kids and their Something Dead. .
And just listen to this voice speaking to readers! .
“You will want to tell stories about your Something Dead at your backyard funeral. You can talk about what they did and how lovely they were and how you are thinking about all the things you shared together. You could explain how being dead won’t ever change how much you love them. But if you don’t feel like saying it out loud, it’s perfectly okay to hug that thought inside your heart, too.”
Funerals come at the end of something wonderful, but, as Lucianovic reminds, “it’s not the end of everything. You can always begin something wonderful again.” Perfection.
So, this woman was sick and her family abandoned her, she finally died and guess what? nobody wanted to carry her only child, instead they came and packed all her properties, leaving the 10years old behind .
let's even assume something happened between them , but she's dead already FAM..
Anyways, they left the child alone , guess what?
twas HER FRIEND that adopted the child.
woww, who could have thought the family she struggled to take care of would do such because she is no more?
This life ehn...