Sometimes I wish I didn’t have so many secrets…
I wish I could tell my parents,
That I am Muslim and Proud!
That I worship Allah and love being able to turn to him always.
That I pray 5 times a day.
That I fast.
That I wear a hijab when I go out (even though they never see it).
That I am learning Arabic.
That I am NOT oppressed.
That some crazy Imam is not after me trying to restrict my rights as a women.
That I will not give up my beliefs.
That covering my body doesn’t mean I lack fashion sense or that I am ashamed of my body.
That I grow my eyebrows and fight the urge to make them thin for the sake of my Lord.
That not all Muslims are bad.
That I will marry a Muslim man, inshallah, and yes our children (Inshallah) will be Muslim.
That they should turn to Allah before it’s too late.
That I ask dua for them everyday because I love them.
That every time they try to show me that Islam isn’t as good as Buddhism, I find Islam is Perfect!
Lastly, that I love them very much and that I am so very sorry for all the secrets but I have been given no choice. I might be a disappointment in their eyes but I rather have them ashamed of me, than Allah be ashamed of me.
Inshallah one day I will have the courage to tell them this…