This blog is all about my little sister, Asma, who lost her life in the battle against cancer on February 11, 2005 at the age of 12.

All About My Baby Sister, Asma

Feel free to pass this blog along to others, Insha'Allah. (To read the very first post/entry, click on "February 2005" under "Archives" and scroll all the way to the bottom and you should see the first entry). Please keep my parents and family in your dua'as. Jazak'Allah. May Allah reward all of you and keep you guys on the straight path. Ameen May Allah reunite us with Asma once again. Ameen

Saturday, July 14, 2007

I Miss Her

Assalaamualaikum Warahmutallahi Wabarakatuh,

Its been a long time since I've last updated this blog. Since the last time I've posted, I have been real busy cleaning my house and throwing out junk that has been piling up over several years.

Of course, there was so much stuff that belonged to Asma. Everything from her clothes to stuffed animals to ivy lines to wound dressing kits. I've literally thrown out hundreds of pounds worth of stuff. We tried to give away some of her clothes and medical supplies that belonged to her. It kind of felt good to give it to away to some organization that deals with kids and cancer.

Then there was stuff that I just couldnt throw away. Instead, I kept them and stored them in a cabinet for now. Later on I will put them in a box and store them away. I still have tons of stuff that I plan on keeping.

Yesterday my mom went in her room and tried to remove her clothes so she can give them away. Well, shortly after she went in, all of a sudden I hear her crying quietly. I knew why she crying. She was crying because she was thinking about how Asma used to wear those clothes and now they are just hanging there like they have been for over two years. My mom just walked out then without doing anything. It always happens. She will go in planning to remove her clothes to give away. Few minutes later she will come back crying while leaving the clothes untouched.

What can I say to her? Is there anything to say? I just let her be and give her space. What she is feeling, I can never feel.

Whether or not I see her belongings, I will still think about her every day and night. Not a day/night goes by without thinking of her. I miss her.

Maybe I will go visit her grave tomorrow. Insha'Allah I will.

Take care.

May Allah give my parents sabr and shiffa. Ameen
May Allah elevate Asma's status to the highest in Jannah. Ameen
May Allah reunite us with Asma once again. Ameen
May Allah take our soul as Believers. Ameen
May Allah make us better Muslims and protect us from evil. Ameen

Assalaamualaikum Warahmutallahi Wabarakatuh.


  • At Friday, July 20, 2007 6:56:00 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Ameen thumma ameen to your dua's.

    I came across your blog today dear brother and my heart goes out to you and your family. Remember that Allah never tests his servants with more than they can bear.
    The fact that you are chanelling your experiences into something so positive- to serve your fellow Muslim is a beautiful thing.
    I realise it must be so difficult for you but seriously keep striving for your Deen insha'allah and you will meet with Asma in the highest jannah in the company of al-Habib sallalahu alayhiwasallam insha'allah.

    �Indeed with hardship comes ease, with hardship comes ease.� (Surah ash-Sharh 94:5-6)

    I wish I could do more...
    Asma, you, your mother and father are in my dua's.

    your sister in Islam. UK.

  • At Sunday, August 26, 2007 4:21:00 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Your sister is very beautiful!


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