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Monday, September 25, 2006 1st day of Ramadan

It was 4am in the morning. I was awake by a soft knock on the door. I was not sure if I really heard a knock on my room door or it was only a dream? I went back to sleep as I got to be up in half an hour's time. I heard someone knocking on the door again and it was louder than the first one. It came only once. I was very sure it was not a dream and I woke dh to check out who was at the door. He got up from his sleep, open the door and no one was there. I told him to check on his brother. He went to the next room and saw his bro sleeping. I was very scared by this time. My dh came back to the room, told me that it was just a dream and went back to his sleep. I could not sleep and held dh's hand very tight. DZ was sound asleep and I made sure I did not wake her up. I kept nudging dh. I was listening to the empty sound in the room when the phone rang at 4.30am. I knew it was my mom waking us up for suhoor. I dare not go out of the room and woke dh up again. He was frustrated but he got up and answered the phone. I told him I heard the knock and I was scared. He accompanied me to the kitchen and switched on the lights. He walked to sunny's room and I followed him. Sunny woke up and told us that he knocked on our room door twice. It was then my hubby realised that I was not dreaming. I slept dh's hand and I walked to the kitchen without fear :D. For a moment, I thought that it was all in my dream like what my hubby told me.

It was great to begin our fast on a sunday. We got up late in the morning and I cleaned the house, resting in between and playing with dz. She was such a darling as she watched disney channel all by herself and not disturbed mommy while she was busy cleaning the house. We went over to my mom's place for iftar and I was glad dh was on time to break fast together with the rest of the family.

One of the great things about Ramadan is family bonding***

Now that my prayers are all on time, alhamdulilah, I need to work on those extra prayers. O Allah, guide me in my prayers and keep my dz safe while I am praying.

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