it all started in 1999. I was 18 years old and had a arabic boyfriend. His parents introduced me to islam and i became a muslim. Many years later i found it was the wrong direction i followed since at that time i was shia. More about that later. Anyway i converted to islam and in the beginning i did not learn a lot, but i truly believed and still does that islam is the right religion. The reason why i did not learn a lot was because of my boyfriend. He didnt wanted me to and always told me that im danish and shouldnt try to be something that im not, astaqfallah. I was very afraid to tell my family and friends about my dicision and only told my littlesister about it.
After 2 years i wanted to wear hijab but my boyfriend told me no. If i at that time knew what i know now i would have done it anyway. But after a year we broke up and i started to wear hijab and study islam (still in the wrong way, since i had gained friends that was shia). And i also at that time got married to a iraqi who was shia.
By wearing hijab i had to tell my friends and family and everything happened as i expected. I lost all my friends and all my family. Except my mother who also converted to islam in 2006 al hamdulillah, my sister, my best friend and at that time also my grandmother and grandfather accepted it. They ( my grandmother and grandfather) were not happy about it and wanted me to take of the hijab before i came near their house because of the neighbours, but i told them no and said that if they wanted me to come and visit them it would be with the hijab. So they agreed al hamdulillah.
A few years later my grandmother past away and the family gathered in her house. They told me not to show up in the church with hijab and abaye and if i did they would never forgive me and never talk to me again. But i didnt care and i wanted the opportunity to say goodbye to my grandmother, so i showed up in the church and i have never spoken to them again, except one ant who came and visit my mother when she was about to die. Imagine only one sister out of seven wanted to say goodbye to my mother, only because she converted to islam to. I think they should be happy that she change her life to the better, since before she became a muslim she was an alcoholic for at least 26 years.
Anyway in 2006 i was blessed with the opportunity to go for hajj al hamdulillah and last year i discovered the true way of islam, al hamdulillah.
I still meet a lot of troubles being a muslim from my fellow countrymen and a lot of bad words are being said to me, but i keep my head high and eventhough it has become more difficult for me to find a job i proudly wear my hijab and abaye and eventhough i lost almost all my family and friends i nver once regretted that i converted to islam, and never will.
hope u all enjoy it, inshaallah.
After 2 years i wanted to wear hijab but my boyfriend told me no. If i at that time knew what i know now i would have done it anyway. But after a year we broke up and i started to wear hijab and study islam (still in the wrong way, since i had gained friends that was shia). And i also at that time got married to a iraqi who was shia.
By wearing hijab i had to tell my friends and family and everything happened as i expected. I lost all my friends and all my family. Except my mother who also converted to islam in 2006 al hamdulillah, my sister, my best friend and at that time also my grandmother and grandfather accepted it. They ( my grandmother and grandfather) were not happy about it and wanted me to take of the hijab before i came near their house because of the neighbours, but i told them no and said that if they wanted me to come and visit them it would be with the hijab. So they agreed al hamdulillah.
A few years later my grandmother past away and the family gathered in her house. They told me not to show up in the church with hijab and abaye and if i did they would never forgive me and never talk to me again. But i didnt care and i wanted the opportunity to say goodbye to my grandmother, so i showed up in the church and i have never spoken to them again, except one ant who came and visit my mother when she was about to die. Imagine only one sister out of seven wanted to say goodbye to my mother, only because she converted to islam to. I think they should be happy that she change her life to the better, since before she became a muslim she was an alcoholic for at least 26 years.
Anyway in 2006 i was blessed with the opportunity to go for hajj al hamdulillah and last year i discovered the true way of islam, al hamdulillah.
I still meet a lot of troubles being a muslim from my fellow countrymen and a lot of bad words are being said to me, but i keep my head high and eventhough it has become more difficult for me to find a job i proudly wear my hijab and abaye and eventhough i lost almost all my family and friends i nver once regretted that i converted to islam, and never will.
hope u all enjoy it, inshaallah.
MashaAllah, inspiring. Thanks for writing it up.
