It may not be the prettiest cake...

Yesterday marked the 7th year of our marriage. Some people might roll eyes and say, 'yeah, big deal' but to me, it is. What is more difficult than being a Mrs? :P Certainly being a doctor is easier. It is a lifelong commitment, a lifelong test of endurance and patience. Even presidency has its terms. No one is fully matured until he/she is married. Maintaining the title Mr and Mrs requires full energy and concentration. It is your full time job (other things are part time). It determines your final resting place, heaven or hell.

So, yesterday I bake a cake, as usual, to celebrate. Ohh but I really have no talent (and patience whatsoever) in decorating the cake although sincerely I want to make it very nice and special and looks professional and sweet and fabulous and....(the list goes on). But.. but.. (maybe the icing is too soft- probably because of the cheap mixer I used, I'm sure it would look better if I were to use a Kenwood Premier :P)



I know it is not the prettiest of cakes but.. but..can you see that I've put all my heart and love (and sweat) in it? :P

And I even tried to make it healthier by using omega-3 eggs, unrefined dark brown sugar (low glycemic index and more antioxidants than the white sugar) and margarine made from olive oil. Even the cream used for the icing is less 33% fat than usual creams.

And 12 hours later...



But honestly, I don't count any comment from anybody older than a 5-year-old...

Adam: What's that Mama?
Mama: It's Papa and Mama's special cake. Does it look nice?
Adam: Hrrmmm..it's got pink hearts with chocolate lining, chocolate flowers at the bottom...and chocolate sprinkles everywhere....(still thinking).. Is it a lovey-dovey cake Mama?
Mama: Err..yes..sort of.
Adam: It's lovely Mama.

(phew...)

But, whatever the result, in all insecurities of the outcome (be it a cake or a marriage), I'm sure what matters in the eyes of Allah is the effort. That's what counts.