Apple picking on a saturday.....

My heart always fools with me these days. SubhanAllah.... But on this Saturday, it was fooling of a good nature.

Do you know that feeling when you love someone very much and find yourself unable to disappoint them? It's where you would do anything for them, where you'd sacrifice your own happines for them....it's where you just want to make them smile and know that you put that on their lips. Yes, this is how I love. I love too hard.

I love my mother this way. I bring her all sorts of delicacies to eat .......I cook the things that I know she likes.....when I go grocery shopping, I buy what she wants.....and even more than that.....I go out of my way to please her.

It was Friday night when she told me she wanted to go apple picking with us all.

Sigh. I had all these reasons pop in my head why we can't go.....

-Ramadan is on Monday!
-school is on Tuesday!
-I have laundry to do!
-the kids dressers needs to be organized before school!
-I want to prepare some quick dishes to put in the freezer!
-there are still school supplies to buy!

......my list could go on and on.....and yet......

I look into the face of my mother.....older now.....so much grey in with what used to be gloriously black hair..... I see the etch lines of laughter around her eyes, and wonder at taking her happiness from her.....sigh.

And in just that moment.....I look up at her and say what I know she so desperately wants me to say......confirmation of her importance in the pecking order of things.....I say to her....

"Okay Mom....lets go apple picking..."