My sister, like me, is growing up as the only Muslim in her world. I am her only resource on Islam - a living, breathing, practicing Muslim - and she thinks I'm so cool (awww:)). There is a mosque nearby but my parents aren't practicing. They will never take her to any event to help her meet kids her age. And even if they did, the kids would probably bore her. Muslim kids either have discipline issues, language issues or parents being psychotically irrational and overprotective issues. In short, not much fun to be around. So when I leave, Tania's left to her world again. She wants to be a good Muslim, but wants to take part in all that the childhood defined by her world has to offer. Which is fine. I just can't be around to give her the strength to practice her Islam in that world from LA. And now that I'm suffering from eman sickness, I have been disabled from teaching her about the Deen in a way that would be applicable to her life at hte moment, as I usually do. This is such a tragic loss considering the critical phase she's entering (teenage years). I don't know how to be genuine about loving the Deen when I feel so crappy inside. It might do more harm to read Quran with her than to not. But I wont see her for six months. A lot of her life will have needed Sustenance that she might not receive if I don't muster up the eman to read with her. i'll think of something, insha'Allah, tomorrow.