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A Tribute
Never have I known a human being so fine. So kind. So intelligent.
So sincere. And so real.
In a world where arrogant, self-absorbed, and opportunistic
people litter the streets, there exists a rare and precious gem, carefully
hidden amongst all that filth. Untouched, unmarred by the madness of the world,
despite being fully conscious of the evils and corrupt happenings, and the
false glitter and glamour of the rich and famous.
And as Fate destined, the gem found me. Sought me. Claimed me.
Only God knows what I have done in this life to deserve such a gift. For the
first time in my life, I actually feel undeserving of such love and devotion. Deeply
humbled, my heart aches with the sweetness.
I could never be as kind, or as patient, or as
understanding. Most importantly, I could never be as selfless. My needs are
placed high above all others. My happiness takes precedence. My smiles and laughter,
his purpose.
The hours are long, the demands are many, yet everything is
instantly and willingly dropped at the snap of my fingers or my cry of pain, as
he rushes to soothe and kiss my unhappiness away. Dear dear God, if I can make
him even half as happy as he makes me, I’d be eternally grateful. Because I don’t
know anybody who deserves it more. He is sunshine and laughter. He is strength
and power. He is peace and shelter.
He has a truly beautiful soul, and a joy to be with,
as attested by the constant clamoring for his attention and participation,
personally and professionally. Ironically, he shies away from all that. Preferring
low key events, quiet nights, cozy intimate settings. Away from the limelight,
he keeps his head low, quietly gets down to business and delivers amazing
results. Over and over again, I see it happening, as he pushes himself harder
each time. Wanting more, hungry for more, dreaming of more. But not for himself,
but for me. For our babies. For the future.
He dreams of filling my closet with Choo’s and Blahnik’s. Of
filling our home with happy little babies. Of filling my days with nothing but leisure.
Of filling my life with so much love.
And my dreams… they are filled with him
Today, tomorrow, next year, next decade, a lifetime.
Yes, dolls, insyaAllah, I’ll send you a card. 
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