Sister Na’ima B. Roberts writes about Marriage on the Times website. It’s a personal look at what marriage means to her and worth the read. Here’s an excerpt:

Bismillah

My husband is ill. He lies in bed, in the dark. I try to keep the children quiet. I try to keep them from disturbing him. I try to get them to sleep without too much fuss.

When all is peace, I tiptoe into the room. I feel his forehead for signs of a fever. I ask him if he needs anything. He needs to drink fluids, Vitamin C. I know this. And I also know that he won’t ask.

So I go to the kitchen, put the kettle on. I mix him a drink – lemon to fight the cold germs, honey to soothe his sore throat, fresh mint leaves to lift the taste a little. I say ‘Bismillah’ before I pour the hot water, make a little prayer for his well being, before taking it to him. He smiles through his discomfort. I have brought him ease.

But I wave away his thanks. It is nothing.

I am his wife. That’s what I’m here to do.

To read the rest of the article, click here: Times Online

What do you think of Na’ima’s take on marriage? Do you see marriage the way she does? Or does it mean something else to you?