I have the keys.....

The last two days have had moments. I went to meet some old friends.....subhanAllah.....the very same two sisters who brought me to islam. Allahu akbar! Can I tell you how strange it was to sit there with them? Remembering a time when I was just 17...sitting among them.....learning about my deen. And fast forwarding it to now........me arriving with my small army......LOL!

At one point, I was taken upstairs for conversation. And you know what? True friends only want whats best for you.......and sometimes, their ideas are different from your own. I love those sort of friends......and alhamdulillah.....I have at least two like that!

I sat and listened at first.....and then I had my say........I think the best thing I said to the friends was this.....

"If you both want to sit me down and advise me, then I need POSITIVES. What you need to advise me about is what is the best and most successful way to raise my children in Canada, because that's what I'm looking for."

And I realized when talking to them, that I have "keys".......the ability to express myself, to listen to reason, and make my wishes known.

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Oh, and I HAVE THE KEYS.......YAYAYAYAY!!! Before I went to finish the deal with the basement.....I looked at something else.....a 3 bedroom house. It was super good.....and the couple was Nigerian. We ended up closing the deal immediately....and I've got myself a house, pplz!! And then get this.......as I'm driving away, the man calls me on my cell phone. He says awkwardly....

"My wife overheard you say that you are new to the country again.....she made me phone you because we have a Queen Size bed frame, mattress and boxspring....and we've got a nice sofa, computer table.......if you'd like it....I'll set it up in the house for you"

ALLAHU AKBAR!! Thank you Allah for providing.

Insha Allah, I'll be moving all this week......I need beds and dressers.....and it's sort of bothering me. But I've got my name at many organizations and am hoping to get phone calls.....ya Rab!!

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And get this one.....yesterday I went YET AGAIN to let the Hubbex see the kids. I tried to cancel out of it....but ended up going anyways. Understand that I do want him to see his children. The oldest daughter refused to come. So I brought the others.......no talking this time.....I just sat and enjoyed a quiet time. Oh, when I arrived......Hubbex was standing outside......I didn't even recognize him!! He just looked so old......subhanAllah! We came home early.....alhamdulillah......

And I went to sleep feeling troubled......the 5 yr old was crying.....I WANT TO GO HOME! TO OUR OTHER ONE HOME! I WANT BABA! It was sad.......

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Now there is this organization that is trying to help me....masha Allah....they are being so supportive. They aren't in Canada.....and I'm praying that they'll help me with a first and last months rent....among other things.......

Well this morning.....1 am to be exact.....my cell phone rang. It was from overseas.....and I was surprised....so I answered.

It was the head of the organization.....and he says to me.....I'm sorry to be calling you, it must be late there.....I just wanted to inform you immediately that insha Allah, everything will be fine....we've arranged help for you.....you don't have to worry anymore....Assalaamu alaikum.

I layed down looking at my phone........have I been dreaming?

So again.....I have the keys..........