Sometimes when you aren’t born into a religion, you really feel like you’re messing everything up. There have been many times where I feel stupid, like I don’t know what I am doing, and even like I don’t belong. It’s really difficult to cope with at times. True, I did marry into a muslim family which is helpful, but I always feel that I am lacking.
But I am clearly doing something right with my kids. Sometimes I feel like I am overcompensating because I try to force as much knowledge as I can down their throats to make up for my lack of knowledge. I don’t want them to feel the way I do- I want better for them. I know I probably come off as strict sometimes, but I promise it’s for their benefit.
Already I see the fruits of my labor because during the first Islamic school session of Ramadan, my daughter was selected as student of the month. When I say a cried happy tears- I’m so fulfilled. I’m even more impressed to think that she is the youngest student in the entire school. Maybe I’ve done a million things wrong, but I must be doing something right. Alhamdulillah for such a wonderful daughter.