اللهمّ إنّ روحًا نحبّها، ونألف بها قد فارقتنا ورحلت من جوارنا إلى جوارك يا رب، فنسألك يا مولانا أن تُصبّرنا على ما ابتليتنا به، وأن تزيدنا منك قربًا، ولك حبًّا ورجاءً وخوفًا وخشيةً وتقوى. اللهم ارحم اختي و اجمعنا بها في الجنة.
ever smell something that triggers your nostalgia so bad you have to distract yourself to forget? me neither, I’ve already forgotten before I’ve even processed the thought
i love my gentle whimsical sensitive son who’s the central hero in an action and instead of being stereotypically manly he is kind hearted and sensitive and weaves necklaces for his crush and wears flower crowns and prioritizes love and peace and respects all things living