Sweet Murmuring...

I was making his breakfast this morning before he went to school. Three waffles with peanut butter and honey stacked in a sandwich type tower, and a cup of coffee...

All the while hearing the soft Murmuring sounds of him praying, like a soft humming song of detication and love for Allah...

It always sounds so beautiful to me, and I feel this welling up of love and pride towards my husband...

So I sat, feeling this way while I watched him eat, and listened to him talk about how smart I am. That I could zoom through my driving manual in no time. Then NM lovingly gave me a time period to get this done. I have till next Monday to get the manual read and do the practice test online. NM of course said this while smiling and hugged me and kissed the top of my head, told me he loved me and was out the door...

I had no time to argue, no time to try and weasel out of it some how, and I thank Allah for that...