souljaa
17-10-06, 05:02 PM
Three days of a crying heart.
I was the last one to leave the cemetary after we buried my son, the sun had dropped down beyond the horizen and as it did, so did my heart. This was three days ago, and now I share my story with you!
Oh daddy, get up its Wedsnesday and you said we could go to lake today. I know, I know. Give me a lil bit, so I can shower, go get ready while i'm doing that. I am already ready, can't you see? I guess so, looks like you got everything packed up nicely. Ok well put everything in the truck and I'll meet you downstairs in about 15 minutes.
My son was looking forward to this day for so long. You see up until recently he was very ill. He was born with a rare immune disease. The doctors told us he probably would not live past the age of 9 and today was his 10th birthday so we were all very happy and planned a big celibration at the lake.
The lake was his favorite place, we used to take him there to watch the sunset when he was having his real hard days with his illness. He told me that oneday he would be strong enough to swim out to the small island in the middle of the lake, we would smile at each other and say insha Allah, oneday perhaps.
We were all having a great time at the lake, we had cooked lots of food in the firepit and had cake and icecream. All the kids were running around and playing games. The parents were all sitting around enjoying this beautiful day.
My son never looked so happy.
By now the kids were playing in the water, splashing and swimming around. The day pasted on and we were getting ready to leave, my son looked at me and I knew exactly what he was thinking. At that moment i ran down to the water and jumped in, we both started swimming out towards the island, everything was going great, we were almost there, then he went under.
I started to panic, I was spinning around in circles looking for him. I thought to myself why did I let him do this. The next thing I heard was, Daddy whats taken you so long i'm already at the island! I turned around and saw him standing there with a great big smile on his face, a smile that I will never forget. I swam to the shore and we sat for awhile just looking at the other side of the lake. We didn't say anything we just sat there. I knew he never felt happier than he did now.
we swam back and finished packing everything and started on our way pack home. I was thinking to myself how scared I was when I thought I had lost him when he went under in the water and how much it would of killed me inside. He was my life, he was my best friend. We were about 5 minutes away from the house and all of us were just soaking in the feeling of this great day we had and how much it ment to all of us.......................thats when the truck ran the red light and hit us in the backside of my truck. I was bleeding from my head and my wife was screaming, I looked outside and on the ground my son was laying, the force of the impact threw him out of the vehicle. I stumbled out of the drivers seat and raced over to him, I could hear the sirens franticly rushing towards us. I lifted his head into my lap crying, begging Allah not to take him away, He lifted his hand and put it in mine and softly said the words i'll never forget, "The eyes are full of sadness, the heart full of sorrow, trust in Allah and know that I am not sad for I lived my life in happiness and beat all of that which they said I could not. Now I will go to Allah, if you must cry for me, cry for only three days for by then I will be in Jannah." At that, his life drifted out of him and he was gone.
That was three days ago, three days of a crying heart.
Source: http://kitabullah.themuslimcommunity.com/index.php?showtopic=165
I was the last one to leave the cemetary after we buried my son, the sun had dropped down beyond the horizen and as it did, so did my heart. This was three days ago, and now I share my story with you!
Oh daddy, get up its Wedsnesday and you said we could go to lake today. I know, I know. Give me a lil bit, so I can shower, go get ready while i'm doing that. I am already ready, can't you see? I guess so, looks like you got everything packed up nicely. Ok well put everything in the truck and I'll meet you downstairs in about 15 minutes.
My son was looking forward to this day for so long. You see up until recently he was very ill. He was born with a rare immune disease. The doctors told us he probably would not live past the age of 9 and today was his 10th birthday so we were all very happy and planned a big celibration at the lake.
The lake was his favorite place, we used to take him there to watch the sunset when he was having his real hard days with his illness. He told me that oneday he would be strong enough to swim out to the small island in the middle of the lake, we would smile at each other and say insha Allah, oneday perhaps.
We were all having a great time at the lake, we had cooked lots of food in the firepit and had cake and icecream. All the kids were running around and playing games. The parents were all sitting around enjoying this beautiful day.
My son never looked so happy.
By now the kids were playing in the water, splashing and swimming around. The day pasted on and we were getting ready to leave, my son looked at me and I knew exactly what he was thinking. At that moment i ran down to the water and jumped in, we both started swimming out towards the island, everything was going great, we were almost there, then he went under.
I started to panic, I was spinning around in circles looking for him. I thought to myself why did I let him do this. The next thing I heard was, Daddy whats taken you so long i'm already at the island! I turned around and saw him standing there with a great big smile on his face, a smile that I will never forget. I swam to the shore and we sat for awhile just looking at the other side of the lake. We didn't say anything we just sat there. I knew he never felt happier than he did now.
we swam back and finished packing everything and started on our way pack home. I was thinking to myself how scared I was when I thought I had lost him when he went under in the water and how much it would of killed me inside. He was my life, he was my best friend. We were about 5 minutes away from the house and all of us were just soaking in the feeling of this great day we had and how much it ment to all of us.......................thats when the truck ran the red light and hit us in the backside of my truck. I was bleeding from my head and my wife was screaming, I looked outside and on the ground my son was laying, the force of the impact threw him out of the vehicle. I stumbled out of the drivers seat and raced over to him, I could hear the sirens franticly rushing towards us. I lifted his head into my lap crying, begging Allah not to take him away, He lifted his hand and put it in mine and softly said the words i'll never forget, "The eyes are full of sadness, the heart full of sorrow, trust in Allah and know that I am not sad for I lived my life in happiness and beat all of that which they said I could not. Now I will go to Allah, if you must cry for me, cry for only three days for by then I will be in Jannah." At that, his life drifted out of him and he was gone.
That was three days ago, three days of a crying heart.
Source: http://kitabullah.themuslimcommunity.com/index.php?showtopic=165