Life Through My Eyes
Too often we forget how limited our time in this world is and what truly matters. We chase materialistic things, not realizing it's going to be meaningless after our short stay here. We chase people who are nothing. We devalue those who are everything. We make trivial matters into big things yet diminish the value of …
My brothers and I hosted a Superbowl party, yesterday, for some of our cousins. For dessert? I made another variation of a cheesecake: this time, I made a Toffee Cheesecake. If there is any doubt I love cheesecakes, check the different variations I have made and posted the recipes of on here. What I used: 1 …
There is absolutely no worse feeling than your baby being unwell and you can’t take away their pain. For the past seven days we have either been at the pediatrician, at the hospital, or both. These past seven days have been exhausting, physically and emotionally. When Arham woke up ill Friday, and wouldn’t improve as the …
Earlier this month, one morning, Arham woke up quite content. He got up, sat up in his crib and started playing. I checked on him a few times, he glanced at me before continuing to play. I should have been ecstatic, right? So why did I feel sad instead? It got me thinking… Some day …
Both my paternal and maternal grandmothers, unfortunately, passed away before I was born. So, what I know of them is only through stories and pictures. 33 years ago today, my maternal grandmother passed away. Two days ago, it was my Papa’s birthday. His first birthday since his demise last March. If you know anything about …
Arham beta, I can’t believe you are ONE! I can’t believe my baby is a one year old, mashAllah. A year ago today, at 9:44 AM, you came into this world and forever made mine infinitely better alhumdulillah. To say anything but that this past year [and the pregnancy] has been anything but a roller …
What’s in a nose? When Arham was born, it wasn’t an unconscious mention of his nose in my little announcement of the biggest blessing in my life, alhumdulillah, thus far. It was, in fact, one of the primary focuses for me for the second half of the pregnancy. Monthly ultrasounds, lots of googling, unbelievably hard …
Papa. Not only my maternal grandfather, but one of the most humble and nicest people I have ever encountered. I was just super lucky and beyond blessed to call him my grandfather. Most people, in fact, referred to him as Papa. Like he was a father figure to all. His generosity? Kindness? Affection? Wisdom? Knowledge? Knew …
There is just something about the generation of our grandparents that hasn’t shown up in our parents or ours. It’s hard to pinpoint, but there is something remarkable about them. Something that stands out. That or maybe we were just extraordinarily blessed to have wonderful role models in so many of them within our family. We …
