8TH RAMADHAN IN MY LIFE..

I learn to fast for the 1st time on year 2002. Its really hard for me since i love to eat very much and training myself to stop thinking about delicious food is really hilarious experience. But Alhamdulillah, I managed to go through the whole month except for few exceptional days for woman.

Though i must confess that I am not a good Muslim because i am lack of knowledge about Islam in many aspect and still in process of learning but I know quite a lot about Ramadhan, thanks to my my mom-in-law and sis-in-law and also my husband..

This year is the 8th Ramadhan in my life and I am really excited about it..

Hopefully i will learn and redeem my self during this sacred month..

FAMILY PORTRAIT

Many people like to take a family portrait every single year for collection.. But I am not one of those people who like to keep family portrait. I was once like to keep one but now I don't really like to keep one.. I only cherish and keep few portrait as my valuable possession; the picture of my beloved mother and father, my siblings and my kids.. 

People may say I am hypocrite but I am not.. I have my own reason on why i don't like family portrait..

Don't believe what your see on those portrait.. Family Portrait hide a lot of secret and misery.. In those portrait you have to posse the best of you, faking smile and faking the happy expression thus deep inside your heart you  are raging with anger,pain and betrayal..

I loves the portrait of my kids because the smile from them is genuine and angelic...

My Baby Son's 1st Step.. A moment to remember

My baby son's is learning to walk!!! What a great and joyous news for me.
My 4th kid is a bit late in learning to walk than his brother and sister.. Maybe it's due to my habits putting him inside cot to prevent him from crawling all over our house while I am busy with the house work..

Maybe i missed his real 1st step but it's still make me happy to see him trying to walk..
It's still a moment that i will treasure.
 

"Ilyas Maliq, The Prince Of Smiling"

THE GIFT

by Melinda Poulsen

His little arms reach out to me 

When I walk in the room,

This special little spirit, yes

This child of my womb

 

The trusting smile he gives to me

While gazing in my eyes,

It causes me to feel as though

I've won the greatest prize

 

          The mischievous smile from his Daddy flashes

In his twinkling eyes,

The love I feel inside for him

So strong I cannot speak

 

I hold him close and kiss his brow

And whisper of my love,

I say a prayer of gratefulness

And send it up above

 

His Mother? What could I have done

To earn this gift, this right?
I'm still not sure, but I'll thank God

                                                           Each morning and each night.