Growing up, I was blessed with not just one mother, but three. Alhamdulillah!
As I begin to pen these thoughts, my heart is overflowing with love and gratitude for these THREE mothers Allah SWT has placed in my life. They have contributed greatly to my development through their unconditional love, support, and guidance.
1. First and foremost, my mother Aishath Zaeema, who gave birth to me and nurtured me into the person I am today, deserves the highest honors. I can never repay her enough for all that she has done and continues to do for me. She has always been there for me whenever I needed someone to talk to, a shoulder to weep on.
She’s the one who’s been there for me through thick and thin. She was the one who showed me how to face adversity with courage, kindness, and resilience. I can’t count how many times she’s kept me from making major life blunders.
If I made a poor life decision that led to a calamity, it is almost certainly because I disregarded her advice. I can never repay her for all she has done to ensure that I live a happy life. She is my biological mother.
2. Faiza Hussain, my grandma, is the person I call my “second mother.” Even though she is my grandmother, I always think of her as my mother. In this temporary world, she had lost nearly all her siblings at young ages, but despite all the heartbreaks, she has remained strong and resilient.
She taught me the importance of kindness, perseverance, and hard work, and instilled in me the belief that anything is possible if you set your mind to it. Even as an adult, I still turn to her for advice and support, especially with the major life decisions I make, and she never fails to be there for me.
I am grateful for all the love and wisdom she has given me over the years, and I will always cherish the memories we have shared together. She will forever hold a special place in my heart.
3. The “third mother” in my life is Thithibe-Dhatha, the woman who looked after me when I was very little, while my mother was pregnant with my brother.
My mother drops me off at Noovillaage on her way to school for work, where I lived most of my time throughout her pregnancy and post-birth. Thithibe-Dhatha was a constant presence in my life during a time when I needed love and attention the most. She was as though my biological mother. Her motherly love, kindness, compassion, and nurturing spirit have left an indelible mark on my heart, and I am so grateful to her for being there for me when I needed her most.
I spent my entire toddlerhood in Noovillaage, where I grew close to the others in the house. Noovillaage and its people will always remain as my next of kin.
Speaking of my mothers, I certainly do not forget the presence of my maternal aunt, Mariyam Zaeema. She is the only aunt I have on both sides. She takes care of me like a true mother, especially when my mom is not around.
She is one person I can ask for personal and professional opinions whenever I need to, advising me like no one else has, and rescuing me from awful situations and toxic people that could have destroyed me.
The love she gives as a mother is genuine, endless, and unconditional. According to a Hadith of our Prophet Muhammad (PBUH), “The maternal aunt is of the same status as the mother.” I would not have reached to my current stage without her love and guidance, and I am truly grateful to her.
While we celebrate Mother’s Day, I would like to pay tribute not just to my mothers, but also to all the amazing mothers who sacrifice so much for their families every day. Your unconditional love, support, and
selflessness are out of this world. Thank you for your endless patience toward us.
May Allah SWT reward our beloved mothers with the highest ranks in Jannah. Ameen.
#MothersLove #Grateful
رَّبِّ ارْحَمْهُمَا كَمَا رَبَّيَانِي صَغِيرًا
My Lord, have mercy
on them, as they raised me when I was a child – Quran 17:24
Note: I recently wrote an article about the “Dangers of Pride” from the books of John C. Maxwell as a gift for my mother. Take a look.
