Some Feelings About Daughters That Quietly Stay in the Heart

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Tody i want to my thoughts.
I want to be honest from the very beginning.
I am unmarried. I am not a parent, and I do not have personal experience of raising a child.
But still, or maybe because of this, I genuinely like children.
And among them, I find myself feeling a special softness toward daughters.

This is not written to create a comparison or start a debate.
These are simple thoughts shaped by what I have seen with my own eyes — real moments, real homes, and real emotions.

Sons are good too, without any doubt.
But one thing I have noticed again and again is that boys often need to be taught many things — how to express care, how to show affection, how to understand emotions.

Daughters, on the other hand, often don’t need to be taught these things.
They seem to carry them naturally.

In reality, this entire system of the world quietly moves around a woman, around a girl.
She is the one who can turn a house into peace, and she is also the one who can turn it into restlessness.
A home feels like heaven or hell largely because of the presence, behavior, and heart of a woman living inside it.

I have seen many little girls, just two or three years old.
When parents are sitting together, laughing or talking, the little girl becomes part of that moment on her own.
She moves between her parents, plays near them, sits close without being called.

There is one scene that always stays with me.

A small girl holding a comb in her hand.
She walks toward her father and gently starts combing his hair.
No one tells her to do it.
No one teaches her that this is how care is shown.

She just feels it.

While combing, she smiles, looks at her father’s face, almost as if she is silently asking,
“Is this okay?”

I have seen this moment many times, in different homes.
And every time, it brings a strange calmness to the heart.

In our religion, this feeling has deep meaning.
Our beloved Prophet Muhammad ﷺ clearly taught us that daughters are a blessing,
that daughters are a mercy from Allah.
They are not a burden, not a weakness — they are a gift sent by the Creator.

Maybe daughters feel special because they don’t learn relationships — they live them.
They don’t just stay with their parents; they make them feel needed, seen, and loved.

But there is also a quiet sadness hidden in this love.

One day, these daughters grow up.
One day, they leave the home where they were born.
They leave their parents’ house and go to another home — their own home — through marriage.
They carry memories, love, and prayers with them, but their place in the old home becomes an empty corner filled with silence.

That is why their time feels precious.
That is why their presence feels deep.

In the end, I truly believe this:
Children, whether sons or daughters, are a great blessing.
But daughters quietly make a home in a corner of the heart —
without permission, without noise, and without conditions.

And in my final words, I want to say this from my heart:
My prayer is for all the daughters of the world, wherever they are.
May Allah bless their destiny,
may He fill their lives with happiness, peace, and respect,
and may He always keep them safe and honored. Ameen.

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