I am certain no child on earth could possibly love Eid as much as my children do. As the day before Eid progresses the excitement grows; decorations send the eldest off into unparalleled grin-fests and the two of them squeal in laughter at the slightest thing.
As usual I find myself thinking how nice it is to be able to make people happy with such simple things – a bit of tinsel, a few lights, the promise of a day filled with good food and, let’s face it, presents. It doesn’t take much, yet these memories will last a lifetime. In the future, when life will get harder as they grow into adulthood, I hope that those memories will offer a reprieve for them – a reason to smile, to remember, to realise they were loved, allow them to catch their breath and remember life is good.
I am sure no child could love Eid as much as my boys do. And to be this happy is their absolute right. I hope it always continues.