Memories of Asma

Assalaamualaikum Warahmutallahi Wabarakatuh,

Everyday is a stuggle. Theres not one day that I go on without thinking of her. She was a part of my routine. She was my life. Everyday when I used to get up in the morning, I used to think to myself, "What do I need to do for Asma?" or "What is Asma doing right now?"

I would plan my schedule according to what Asma wants and needs.

Now that shes gone, I feel empty. I feel like theres a big chunk missing. Now that I come to think of it, I actually miss doing things for her. I miss taking care of her. I miss her telling me what to do and when to do it.

At this point, I think back and reflect upon the times that Asma and I had together.

We had some of the best times together. We would watch TV together, joke around, talk about funny inicidents, tell each other funny stories of us when we were little, or simply laugh so hard that our stomachs would start to hurt.

She loved to talk. Many times if I started to get up to go do stuff, she would literally tell me to sit down so we can talk more. lol Subhana'Allah I miss that.

Sometimes in the end, I would start to get tired and just shut my eyes in the same bed where was sitting to watch tv or talk to me. The next thing I know is that I feel her soft, little fingers run through my hair and massage my head. Within a few minutes I would fall asleep.

If she got bored while I was sleeping, she would pinch my nose shut and wake me up. As I would get up trying to breathe, she would laugh. lol We both would laugh.

Or sometimes she would play with my beard while if I was asleep. She would make pony tails out of my beard. LOL

She wouldnt say anything though. She would just quietly giggle as she watched me get up. When I would see her giggling and looking at my face, I always knew something was up. So I turn to the mirror and there I was...pony tails in a beard. lol Thats where she would laugh so hard.

To anyone, it may not seem much fun. It may not seem like that was fun. But to me, its something I would never give up for the world. I will cherish those moments for as long as I live. Im so glad I had the honor of being her brother and being to able spend that quality time with her everyday.

So now when I wake up everyday or before I go to sleep, instead of trying to schedule my day according to what Asma wants and needs, I think of the times I had with her and smile while I try to cover the tears.

I love her very much.

May Allah Subhanawatalaa grant her the highest level in Jannah. Ameen

May Allah Subhanawatalaa give my parents sabr and shiffa. Ameen

May Allah Subhanawatalaa give us sabr and shiffa. Ameen

May Allah Subhanawatalaa reunite us with Asma soon.

May Allah Subhanawatalaa give my parents the best of both worlds; this dunya and the hereafter. Ameen

May Allah Subhanawatalaa give my sister Aysha strength and sabr to deal with losing her best friend, Asma. Ameen

Assalaamualaikum Warahmutallahi Wabarakatuh.