Caring Boy

One night after praying I cried. It felt like I had been holding my tears for a while, and when it burst, I let it happen. I still would like to keep it private.

But then, my 1.5-year-old son came to the room and saw the tears running down my face. He said "Why, Momma? I just continued crying. He ran out of the room, announcing repeatedly that "Momma's sad! Momma's sad!"

He came back to the room with a piece of tissue in his hand. He wiped my tears away. MashaAllah.. it was really touching. He's such a caring person! It definitely cured some of my pain.. while I wondered where he got the tissue from, because it smelled like fried banana (we just had some of that for snack that day) :-)

Anyway, I see that my boy is indeed a caring person, well matured in that aspect for a little toddler like him. If his big sister cries, he would go and give her a hug and a kiss. If anybody has an ouchy, he would kiss the ouchy away. If someone is lying down, he would try to help them go to sleep by patting the back and sometimes singing the lullaby "Tidurlah sayang..." He also holds Molly the doll and takes care of her. It makes me see how his father was - he told me he had a doll when he was a little boy. The nurturing and caring characteristics are some of the blessed things I appreciate in the family.

May Allah continue to bless us with love and care. May Allah keep our hearts tender and compassionate. May my son grow up to be a strong, bold, and smart; as well as good and caring man - like one of The Companions, Umar al-Khattab, after which he was named. May Allah reward him for his gentleness and amazing care.

Alhamdulillah.