My Treasure
I recently discovered a treasure I had had for 17
years without even noticing it was there by me all the time, especially through bad moments. It never left my side and I was too obscured
to recognize it until I got one of the worst times of my life. For 17 years my
treasure bloomed; it opened up little by little, slowly but steadily and now I enjoy
it in its fullest glory. On my bleakest days, when I am too sick to move and
too proud to ask for help, my treasure lays itself wide open in front of me, offering
fountains of pure love and sincere help. He makes himself at my service whole
heartedly and gracefully and lovingly and the manner he does it makes me feel
stronger despite my fragility, proud to have someone like him despite my
weakness, happy even in my misery.
Ali is my treasure, my pride and joy, my man and son
and friend. Thank you God for my
treasure: the sweetest, kindest and most graceful human being I have ever had
in my life. May Allah keep him safe, sound, happy and loving forever.
