Birthdays are always nice

Happy Birthday Zahir. And you're EIGHT today.Wow, big boy!!! Memories are always beautiful...and I do remember the moment I held you in my hands. God I was blown away by sheer joy. You werent crying...your bright eyes (what lots and lots of people fell in love with) were staring at me...and I choked up as I read the azan in your ears. My God...eight years...of pure happiness. I have enjoyed your always bubbling and excitable self. So full of energy...even when sick. May Allah continue to bless you with strength and an intelligence that will make the world a better place. I LOVE you so much my son.