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The story of Khawlah bint Thalabah (RA)...

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The Story of Khawlah bint Thalabah (RA): The Woman Allah Heard from the Heavens Khawlah bint Thalabah (RA) wasn’t a warrior on the battlefield nor a leader of armies, but her voice changed the course of divine law, and her plea was heard not just by the Prophet ﷺ, but by Allah Himself. ●Who Was Khawlah bint Thalabah? Khawlah bint Thalabah (RA) was a noble woman of the Ansar, married to Aws ibn al-Samit, the brother of the famous companion Ubadah ibn al-Samit. She was known for her intelligence, strength of character, and deep faith in Allah. Despite living in a society that gave little voice to women, Khawlah (RA) would not remain silent when faced with injustice—and because of her courage, Allah revealed verses in her defence that are recited to this day. ○The Incident of Zihār One day, in the heat of an argument, Khawlah's husband Aws ibn al-Samit angrily said to her: > "You are to me like the back of my mother." In Arab culture at that time, this statement was known...

Suddenly, she realised that what she was...

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Suddenly, she realised that what she was regretting was not the lost past but the lost future, not what had not been but what would never be.  ~F. Scott Fitzgerald

Love is a prayer.

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I prayed a prayer for you that I never offered for myself—asking for your happiness, strength in your struggles, and peace to fill your heart. I sought patience to endure my suffering, hoping you find joy and love in every moment. Love is a prayer, and prayer is love. Whoever loves you prays for you, and whoever prays for you has expressed their love for you.

Maybe in another time, in another universe...

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Maybe in another time, in another universe, there is a little girl with long, dark hair and she is loved right by the people who were supposed to love her. she lies in fields of flowers and butterflies dance on her cheeks and the burn from the sun is the most painful thing she ever feels. ~jessica jocelyn

Memory blurs, that's the point. If memory didn't...

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Memory blurs, that's the point. If memory didn't blur you wouldn't have the fool's courage to do things again, again, again, that tear you apart. 

We always think there's enough time to do things...

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"We always think there's enough time to do things with other people. Time to say things to them. And then something happens, and then we stand there holding on to words like 'if'." ~Fredrik Backman

I'm still learning how to go back and reread my...

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I'm still learning how to go back and reread my own chapters without feeling like I want to set all of my pages on fire. ~E.V Rogina

It's really comforting to know that...

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It's really comforting to know that all the times  I was at my lowest and loneliest in the past the  whole time i had my self in the future and present  who had survived those things looking back with  love and tenderness and wishing desperately to  offer comfort. I am my own guardian angel and I can use that knowledge when I'm struggling now and remember that somewhere there is a version of me that has survived this and is watching me with love and pride and joy in his heart.

I'm no longer what I used to be, this world has changed me a lot...

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I'm no longer what i used to be, this world has changed me alot, i wish to be my old self again, to smile without any grief again, to be alive again. -روح