To my daughter on her wedding day ....

There she sits before her mirror
Full of excitement, her face flushed
Today will be her day; she will never know
How much I hurt, how scared I am
Of the void she will leave behind

Will she forget me? I'll be replaced
By someone new, someone who makes her heart
Dance in her chest, a drumbeat
Will he, can he protect her as I've done?
I have no choice but to trust...

I see the with an almost-rage
An unfounded, illogical jealousy, an anger
For what he is taking from me
I am selfish. She is my joy, my life
I would die for her

Today I will. A thousand times.

Then she turns to look at me
In her beautiful face I see worry
For me? She sees the watery eyes
She knows. Of course, she knows
She comes to me

And with the smallest kiss, the subtle smile
All is well. She is still mine.
She will always be mine
In a different and wonderful way.
She is a part of me

She will move on, she will give others joy
And I am comforted knowing her goodness
Will be shared by everyone she touches
And I am fine, and proud, when I take her hand
To give her to her love, her new life

I swell with almost unbearable pride
To have created something so perfect!
She was never mine to keep, this supreme being
Imperfect to me. Shining, golden, priceless...
My sweetlove

And there he goes, that handsome, kind man
With his new bride, my daughter, my soul
Does he know what has been passed to him?
He could not know, not yet
But time will show him, he will realize

Someday, it will be his turn
He will have to pass her essence on
In his daughter, my granddaughter
Will he weep? With loss, with anger?

Will he sit alone in his daughter's room
Filled with love, and happiness...sadness?
No, content. A deep breath will help him stand
As I do now, and I walk with trembling lips
And chin held high. I leave this room.

I close the door.

To my daughter......

To My Special Daughter,

I got something special to say,

I wish you the happiness,

On this your special day.



The first time that I saw you,

My heart was filled with Love,

But now that you're 30,

You'll need a little shove.



I'd never change a thing in you,

I thank Allah/God you are so fine,

Even when your at your worst,

I'm proud that you are mine.



I know I'm not the perfect Mum,

But It's the best that I can do,

For everyday, I thank Allah/God,

For a Daughter as special as You!

to my first born daughter....

The time has passed so quickly by
where have the years flown to-
since I heard your very first cry,
and also was the first to hold you.

As I look back on childhood days,
and then to teenage years-
I remember sharing in many ways,
your thoughts, ambitions, joys and tears.

But now it is time to let you go,
soon now you will be a bride-
and this time when you leave I know,
you’ll have a husband at your side.

and so on this your day of days,
I wish you joy and happiness-
and pray Allah/God be with you always,
and your marriage forever bless.

Mama

Kids and cats go hand in hand !

Everyday I come home from work its the same story- I rush to prepare lunch . Not that I need to . I have girls who enjoy doing it with great love, but this feeling of being a mother first eats me and try as I may I cant be served by my own kids !Not now, anyway, maybe Id think about it just before I die and let them have a go lol.Id be on my death bed and anything theyd give me wont be their responsibility-mothering thats what its about.

So , as I was saying ,I go home to a family of5 kids! yep 5 of them . Now for the weekends I have over my 2 adopted kids who are the real angels as they are retarded. Aha 7 in all. They are great fun and my older kids help me out with them. Now if that wasn't enough my kids have adopted 2 cats on short term lease-but I don't believe them . They only told me so ,to get my consent!
I told them they'd have to clean and feed them and if ever,ever, I caught them meowing and not tended to Id give them away to friends who'd be more responsible.I was looked upon as the wicked witch-those of you who havekids know and acknowledge "the rolling of the eyes look
( mothers huh)."

Today I went home and guess what ?? As soon as I got in the doorbell rang and a trashman wanted extra money to take the trash away. ? Could I say no ?Obviously not.So I bargained with him-something whch I hate doing,but must .He'd agree to take it all for LD5 . Now I already pay the what you call it LD10 who never show up unless 2-3 days prior to the payment due date.I had no choice, so I agreed. After he took his money he came back and asked for a can of oil. Im going huh?maybe you'd like lunch as well ..I was being sarcastic and he actually thought I was serious,and answered I still have a few odd jobs but I will be back... huh Who in the name of Allah does he think he is(thinking to myself)as I slammed the door. Today wasnt my day !

I had left the kitchen door open which is the norm,as I was coming into the hallway I heard nothing but a quiet I knew and felt wasnt right. It was too quiet . The small kitten which I have named Masrooba ( skinny one ) and her mate Michoo had eaten my lunch !The kids' lunch was still in the cooking process-so no harm done there.But I always have my lunch at a the same timing, as my sugar drops fast.I screamed ,I think even my neighbours that live way off heard me.The two cats(Siamese) knew I was mad and went for the door,I didnt let them go till I gave them a lesson telling to not touch anyhting in MY kitchen again! The cats actually hid their eyes and ears and ran under the sofa looking at me from a distance....wondering what a crazy woman!
Somehow I got the feeling I as Aunt Jemima from Tom and Jerry yep I scream like her so watch out,dont you ever get Ms Luna mad . I used to be quite patient,I guess getting older does affect our mind and patience hhhmmm............

Then again I look at those blue eyes ( I'm a sucker for blue eyes-human and animals alike )and tell them to come out sweeties mama was mad ,now shes cooled off. Yes I spoil my kids and cats rotten.

We have painted the kitchen and downstairs floor ,as one of my girls will be leaving the nest- please dont ask me when . The marriages have been postponed soooo many times that I no longer recall when it'll take place anymore ,.. mostly due to deaths in the related families(car accidents)sigh ...It sounds as if Mr. Israel(King of Death) is having a good time here in Tripoli-not even lifting a finger as we Libyans are the second in the world with death tolls caused by car accidents.

Thats all for now folks.