I had a chat with my neighbour who is well into her 70’s, what admires me most about her is that her kids and many others whom she opened her house to (all middle aged now) as foster parents visit her all the time. Every Sunday, she puts on her best dress and heads to the cemetery to clean, put fresh flowers to the grave of her husband. One afternoon, she invited me for afternoon tea, I asked her, tell me about Alexander (her deceased husband). Her eyes light up, she became animated and all kinds of positive vibes descended on her “soul”, then she told me that she met him in a school dance when they were both 14 and got married at 18. She added, ‘he was kind who never uttered a bad word to me and nor raised his voice and was my rock’. She continued, ‘he was a fantastic dad towards his 5 children whom he supported till they finished university. He opened his home to foster children and became positive role model to many of them. He never cheated me with any other woman and showed me affection’.
Now?
How many 70 year old Somali Muslim women could remember their husbands in glowing terms?
Will these kind, peace loving and lovely couple go to “hell” and Mama Malyuun to “heaven” because she does the daily five aerobics and fasts Ramadan? If your answer is the affirmative, is it based on logic or on blind faith?
Now?
How many 70 year old Somali Muslim women could remember their husbands in glowing terms?
Will these kind, peace loving and lovely couple go to “hell” and Mama Malyuun to “heaven” because she does the daily five aerobics and fasts Ramadan? If your answer is the affirmative, is it based on logic or on blind faith?
