As I walked my beautiful boys to the mosque (place of worship), I felt choked and so proud of them. They looked absolutely gorgeous in their outfits and so grown up. They walked together, eldest holding my little ones hand, making sure he was safe. It was heart touching as I watched them both walk into the mosque. I held my tears in and as I got back home, I hugged my hubby and told him of this magical moment as my tears flowed. Those tears and me have such a good relationship, Allah (God) blessed us with two beautiful young boy’s and one day they will be men. I hope my boys continue to make their mummy proud.