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When my mom was ill and my uncle (her youngest brother) was dying, I used to think: why is this happening to me, to us ?  What is the plan, what is the bigger picture because this is too painful to be real !  After my mom died, I realised that her illness and her death had nothing to do with me, it was all about her.  I suppose it is in our nature to be egotistical and think that way.

When I tried to fall pregnant, I did everything I could think of or was told of (within the limits of Islam). With each unsuccessful cycle I wondered: why not me, what am I doing wrong ? When I adopted and DD was about a year or 2 I realised, this blessing wasn't about ME!  It's about her !  I am but the potter to guide this piece of clay into the beautiful piece it could become.

Today I received a call today from a lady whom I had met over the weekend.  She said she was so impressed by DD when she greeted before she left. When she had found out our story (being adopted) she saw it as a sign Algamdulillah. She too has fertility problems and considered adoption but hadn't gone ahead with the process. Seeing us (ok, more DD being cute Mash'Allah) had given her renewed encouragement.

She reminded me that life is not about us as individuals, it's about the affect we have on others.

No wonder Allah blesses us when we smile at each other !!