My Hijab Story-1
True story from a sister who send us her story
Salaam alaikoem wabarakatuhu warahmatulu
everyone, i hope that youre all in good state of mind, deen, and love. When i was asked to wright about my hijaab i didnt knew what to tell, because the only thing that came in my mind was ‘ I really enjoyed the moment i started wearing it’.. My father is from Morocco but my mother is from Holland, i grew up with my dutch family on a atheistic way. My youth wasn’t really nice but Alhamdoelilah after all i became a Muslim.. No one really liked it, and because of the fact that we had a lot of problems in our family i also didn’t had a good connection with them. My stepfather was a alcoholic and because of that and a lot of others things the government decided in court that i couldnt live at home, so at a young age i was alone. I really do believe now that that was really Ghair, because if i had a ‘good’ home, i would love my atheistic life and maby never start the search for a religion.. So back to the Hijaab now:D.. When i decided to became a muslim i was 18, and that really made my life better. In the meantime i started a search for my father.. He is verry happy ofcourse with the hijaab. But my dutch brothers and sisters not really.. I think some of them are a shamed of me, and some think that i choose the side of my maroccian family while they were never there for me, untill my 15 i didn’t even knew who they are. I tried to explain that a religion is something you choose because you found it as the truth, you believe in it.. They dont really get it, but alhamdoelilah its getting better.. With my two brothers i have a good contact, but with my oldest brother and sister not. With my aunt’s also not anymore, once one of them said to me on a birthday while the whole family was there ‘ i dont know you anymore ‘, Ghair inshaAllah.. Before i started wearing it people thought i was just in ‘crazy mood’ for being a muslim and that it would go away with time.. Others thought that my father suddenly came in my life and that that was the reason, or probably i would have a muslim-boyfriend. Alhamdoelilah, i have Sabr with them, and i can see that it rewards, because there are also alot of people who think im changed in a good way. I really cant go outside anymore without my abaya or hijaab, it feels so good to be covered and to be proud to be a Muslim Alhamdoelilah.
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