Light rushing in through the bay windows, surrounding us with warmth and happiness – yes, we have moved into our new home. Alhamdulilah.
After ten months of living in a brand new city, alien to us both, the hubs and I have finally found the house of our dreams. And we feel humble and ever so grateful to the Almighty for blessing us with this piece of land, this house and home which is now ours. Such a strange feeling. It almost feels unreal and yet here we are, in the midst of settling in, with packing, unpacking and rearranging taking over our minds. It is real.
We picked up the keys from the seller on Wednesday and walked the short distance from her friend’s house to ours. Err, umm, is this actually happening, we both thought with probably an unexplained screwed up and perplex look on our faces. We stepped in, breathing in Allah’s name and carried a copy of our Qur’an in hand. A quiet trio we were, with strength and happiness, the Almighty, the hubs and I. And a trio we shall remain until the day we finally have a family of our own, little mints filling the house with noise and busy-ness!
Best comes to those who wait though, and so I shall because patience really is a virtue that cannot and should not be dismissed. Everything happens in sequence and takes its own path, I look forward to that day.
I wrote this post a while back just a few days after we had moved in. Sadly, our net connection is still in process at the moment (BT have a funny way of welcoming new customers) and I am posting this from our beloved flat. Strange feeling having my possessions all over the place! I am supposed to be doing some school work and packing but the blogosphere has sucked me in!