So honored....
I just got back from Bint Jebail where i heard the story of the 7th day of Ashurra. To be honest, i feel it was the saddest day. It was the story of Abbas. How he wanted to get water for the kids and on his way back, enemies his behind palm trees, cut both his arms off and shot arrows at him. Abbas was Imam Hussein's half brother who loved Imam Hussein and was raised to repsect and honor him. Abbas wanted nothing but to do that. The story goes a lot more into detail than that but i am to sad to wrtie mroe about it. After tonight, i am so honored to be named Hussein. I also want to name my first son Abbas because of everything behind it. What an honor to be named Abbas.
