Introduction

As-Salam Aleykam wa rahma tullah wa bara katu,

Al-Fatihah

In the Name of God,

The Merciful, The Compassionate-

The praise belongs to God

Lord of the worlds,

The Merciful, The Compassionate,

One who is sovereign of the Day of Judgement.

You alone we worship, 

and to You alone we pray for help.

Guide us to the straight path,

the path of those to whom

You have been gracious,

not the ones against whom You are angry,

nor the ones who go astray.

My dear sisters and brothers,

I decided to start this blog at the recommendation of a few people who noted my penchant for using public internet forums as my own personal diary. I have a tendency to interject personal experiences in my attempts to theorize the world, and my place in it, and I do like to talk about myself and my life a lot. So, I did what any self-reflective narcissist would do-  I started my own blog, where I am free to gush about the cuteness of cats and how much I love lots of mayonnaise on my sandwiches, without the fear of upsetting forum decorum with my rants about why Brazil only won the 2002 World Cup because they're a bunch of no good cheats. (Turkey should have won, would have won, if we hadn't had to play stupid Brazil twice. Stupid Brazil.)

Those are all important things, but the main purpose of this blog is to (hopefully) inform and educate my beloved ummah on marriage in Islam; more specifically, the ideal Muslim marriage, and the rights and responsibilities of the wife and of the husband. Sadly, cultural aberrations have effected the marriage process so much that Muslim youth dread the idea of marriage as much as many non-Muslim youth fear the idea of zombies and other terrifying creatures, like werewolves and Stephen Harper. Really, out of all of those spooky things, conservative governments are the only ones we should worry about.

As I'm want to do with any issue, I will go off into many tangents, such that you'll often wonder how I managed to turn a post reminding Muslims that the caste system does not exist in Islam, into a furious rant about how the dryers are always broken in the laundry room of the crappy apartment building I live in. Be patient with me, as I will eventually get to the point. 

InshAllah you will benefit from this blog, and understand that marriage is half of our deen, and a happy marriage is the foundation of a happy life. Speaking as a happily, nay, ecstatically married lady, I can tell you that I wouldn't trade my amazing husband and wonderful marriage for all the gold in China. Alhamdilullah, I've been blessed, and I pray that Allah blesses you all with awesomely pious spouses. Amin.