We Are All Laila , My Mother :)

In my previous post here i talked about the initiative called " We Are All Laila" and explained why i am going to write about my mother :)

My mother is a woman in her 60's , an uneducated and poor, she was not married young like all her peers back then, she was actually 17, which is a bit old at that time in Saudi Arabia. From the beginning she knew she was stuck with an irresponsible man who take drugs , who abused her verbally and physically , she didn't work and can not go back to her family cuz they made it clear it's you alone who is welcome but you should leave your kids, so she had to choose her kids and stuck with the abusive husband . She saw her kids being abused in all ways imagined and couldn't do a thing because there was no one to help her and no one to take care of them. one thing she could do was to stay with them and love them. They grow up and needed to go to school and there is no money for the most important thing and she still doesn't work so she had to ask people for loans, some would give her and ask her not to give it back , like her younger sister and brother who i can not be thankful enough for , the rest she had to get another loan to give them their money back and she was in a circle of debts for a very long time. She could go back to her parents and siblings long time ago but she chose her kids over everyone. Her kids grow even bigger and the trouble began , some of them followed on the route of their father. some simply didn't care.

Did she do it worng? how can you raise kids when your husband teach them that it's ok to go ahead and bring drugs for him , no body will suspect a child, ? how can you raise a child when men molested your child in the presence of their father? , how can you raise a child when your husband take your daughter to a man who claims love and rape her ?. She could of have left, but she stay, they are her kids, she love them and they will be fine. what can she does when her kids start attacking each other ? she chose hardly this time but she had to protect the weak ones and she did. she called the police for one of her kids when his drinking problems was way than her abilities to love him , shelter him, help him and protect him, she had to throw him out of the house when she knew he was dangerous and that he or his drunken friends could hurt her daughters. she still cries at night ,he is her baby son after all and she misses him hugly, but she had to protect the rest. Her kids grow up to be like their father and did the same as he did , abuse her physically and verbally and she still loves them. God, how i wish that she left and would not be stuck with this. Maybe she could have had a better husband and better kids !!

The result 2 out of 6 turn out to be good to her , and she is still strong for these two, cuz she knows that the minute she falls, my sister and i will fall.

That's a short summary for almost 66 years of my mother's life. she is my hero and she still think i should love my father no matter what .

i love you mother :)