Jharoka

It is the 10th of Ramadan and I’m doing my best to stay on track with my daily prayers, perform tasbeeh (rosary)/dhikr (remembrance of God) throughout the day, keep my thoughts focused, injest positivity in what I read, hear, and see, eat nutritious foods that will give me energy and strength, be intentional with my actions and deeds, and I pray for a laundry list of people – those gone from this world and those here.

When I last went to Georgia a couple of months back, I brought back with me the click counter that was on my Mom’s bedside table. She would use this as a tasbeeh in her hand at night and count her recitations. Whenever I went to visit her I would hear the clicking as she performed her tasbeeh/dhikr. The last number that was recorded on her counter was 589. What was she reading when she reached that number? I will always wonder and never know.

What’s interesting is that many years ago, something came into my Instagram feed about 589 and how it symbolizes an angel number. How that symbolizes angels, I don’t know and I don’t believe in numerology, but it gives me some sense of warmth.

For my own tasbeeh/dhikr, I try to rotate using the prayer beads that my Mom, Dad and other loved ones have given me over the years with the intention that they are rewarded for any recitations I make using them. And I keep the click counter on my bedside and carry on my Mom’s tradition of reciting at night while she lay in bed.

I miss her so much and with a depth I cannot even find words to describe.

I hope that I am making you proud of me, Mom. I love you so much! I look forward to being reunited again in the hereafter.

If you have made it to this post / page, I would be most appreciative if you could say a prayer for my beloved mother. Thank you.