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I'm Ummu Noora,a.k.a Angeliquez, a stay at home wife to one really amazing man, momma to Noora,The Angelittle. I wife,cook,bake,craft and love ruffles,the color pink and creativity in it's various forms, not necessarily in the order.This is where I'm writing what I'm upto while I'm trying to ignore my laundry. welcome,to my corner of the universe.

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I'm Ummu Noora,a.k.a Angeliquez, a stay at home wife to one really amazing man, momma to Noora,The Angelittle. I wife,cook,bake,craft and love ruffles,the color pink and creativity in it's various forms, not necessarily in the order.This is where I'm writing what I'm upto while I'm trying to ignore my laundry. welcome,to my corner of the universe.

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Monday, May 24, 2010



"When you were born,
you cried and the world rejoiced.
Live your life so that when you die,
the world cries,and you rejoice."

Saturday, May 22, 2010

In the loving memory of my father.

hi and salaam.
it's been quite a while hasn't it.
things have been happening though i haven't been blogging as faithfully as i should.Guess that is expected and would be accepted from a new mother.(this time around i have a valid excuse eh?)

i cant go on as its been all lollipops and rainbows.
my father passed away a while ago.
On the 12th of April.

i just haven't been able to put myself to write about it.
every time i go to my parent's,i go thinking of seeing him.talking to him.
and then i remember that he's gone.still seems unreal.

i was with him the last moments of his life that he spent conscious..He was having very much difficulty breathing.,so he wasn't really able to speak,but i saw how strong and brave my father was.
He passed away while he was in the ICU, sedated,and i was called to the hospital and went there not even knowing that he had passed away. :-(
as i sat to write this post,i thought i was,but tears streaming down my face,i have only just realized that i am still not ready to talk about it..someday maybe i will be.maybe i wont.

the pain would never go away,but i guess it becomes more bearable over time.

He was a great man.

I am thankful that even though my daughter will never know her grandfather,her grandfather had met her.

and i am proud to be his daughter.
Even prouder to have had him as my father.

May Allaah ease his abode,have mercy on and bless his soul.