Brought tears to my eyes. I had the privilege of living with a delicate uncle. My father made it his mission in life to take care of my uncle himself (a decision that was challenging for everyone and caused major rift between him and his siblings). He would often say, “as long as I have blood in my veins, he will live with us and we will care for him. After I die, do whatever you think is best.” And that’s exactly what happened. We lost him a few years after we lost my father. I didn’t realize what a privilege it was growing up with my uncle until I was older. Much love to you.
A profoundly moving tribute—one that not only honors Iman’s life but also reflects the unwavering power of love amidst life’s deepest cruelties. It is clear that she was never alone, even in her retreat, even in her suffering. May she rest in peace. 🙏🏻🤍🕊️
You break our hearts Amal, thank you for sharing these deep reflections on a most wonderful sister, a member, it must be said, of a very remarkable family. God rest her soul 🙏🏻❤️
Amal, you weave so movingly the aching weight of love, loss, and quiet resilience, poignantly capturing the heavy burden of helplessness. Thankfully, this sorrow is tempered by the accompanying poem, which reminds us that solace can be found in the grace of letting go. May your beloved Iman's soul rest in eternal peace 🤍🙏🏻🕊️
Beautiful story of love , family , devotion and the true meaning of this life our relationships with each other. My condolences. Your story is personal and pure. God rest Iman’s soul
Brought tears to my eyes. I had the privilege of living with a delicate uncle. My father made it his mission in life to take care of my uncle himself (a decision that was challenging for everyone and caused major rift between him and his siblings). He would often say, “as long as I have blood in my veins, he will live with us and we will care for him. After I die, do whatever you think is best.” And that’s exactly what happened. We lost him a few years after we lost my father. I didn’t realize what a privilege it was growing up with my uncle until I was older. Much love to you.
a profound & moving tribute to a loved sister . I feel for you & your siblings but most of all I feel for your mother, bless her in her despair .
A profoundly moving tribute—one that not only honors Iman’s life but also reflects the unwavering power of love amidst life’s deepest cruelties. It is clear that she was never alone, even in her retreat, even in her suffering. May she rest in peace. 🙏🏻🤍🕊️
You break our hearts Amal, thank you for sharing these deep reflections on a most wonderful sister, a member, it must be said, of a very remarkable family. God rest her soul 🙏🏻❤️
Amal, you weave so movingly the aching weight of love, loss, and quiet resilience, poignantly capturing the heavy burden of helplessness. Thankfully, this sorrow is tempered by the accompanying poem, which reminds us that solace can be found in the grace of letting go. May your beloved Iman's soul rest in eternal peace 🤍🙏🏻🕊️
Such a beautiful tribute. Your words bring tears to my eyes. God rest Iman’s soul eternally in the arms of Ali ya Rab.
What a beautiful eulogy to a special person!! May she rest in eternal peace 🙏🙏
Thank you Amal for this beautiful tribute to Iman. She is dearly missed. 💕🥲
Such a beautiful soul, May she rest in peace in her Dad's arms...with all my love
Thanks Amal for sharing this with us...💕
Beautiful story of love , family , devotion and the true meaning of this life our relationships with each other. My condolences. Your story is personal and pure. God rest Iman’s soul
In Peace.
May her gentle and radiant soul rest in eternal peace. A touching and heartfelt tribute to your beloved sister.
I can’t love this enough. Beautiful piece , beautiful Iman❤️
Beautiful tribute to your sister. So sorry for you and your family’s loss. May Iman Rest in Peace.
Sending love ❤️❤️
Habibti Ya Amal ♥️