The Elevenths

I love myself before becoming a mother.
I love myself even better as the years go by.
It has improved so many aspects of my personal life.
It sets my priorities right, improve my time and energy management, and helps me trying to pursue the right goals in life.

In raising her, I keep editing my life and adjusting my direction.

It’s not only about raising a human being to be something in the future, doing specific jobs. It’s more about raising someone who knows who she is, where she came from, and where and to whom she will return.

Putting my best effort into raising a conscious human being with a strong sense of direction in life. So whenever she’s lost, she still knows to whom and where she must return and turn.

Keep improving the work of raising a person with confidence and humility, knowing there will always be The Most Merciful and The Most Powerful to protect her, grant all her heart wishes, and guide her to achieve them. At the same time, she understands where the credit goes for everything she has in life.

A human being who understands the real compass in life is never another human being. Including me, her mother. She is not me and will never be me. So, I hope she’ll find herself, and I sincerely hope she’ll find herself in the right place, doing the right thing,surrounded by the right people.

I hope you live a great life filled with barakah.

Keep your head down to count your many uncountable blessings,
Keep your hope high while you ask for your future.
Give your best effort and let Allah decide the rest.

Fasten your seat belt.
Focus.
Have fun.

Happy Birthday, darling.