For those who don’t know me.

I’m a born Muslim, but I didn’t grow up in an environment where Islam was embraced or nurtured.
For most of my life, faith felt distant… cultural at best, confusing at worst.

It wasn’t until recently that I truly found Islam again and what a journey it’s been.
Beautiful, yes… but also deeply lonely.

In that quiet return, I began writing. Not to preach, but to process.
What started as scattered thoughts turned into a poetry book about my faith journey.
And through every poem, I found healing. I found honesty. I found my way back.

But I also realised… I didn’t want to do it alone.
And I didn’t want any other sister to feel like she had to either.

That’s why I created The Imperfectly Perfect Sisterhood.
A space for the woman I used to be, and the many who are still quietly walking that path now.

This is for the sister who's trying to return but doesn’t know how.
For the one carrying shame, doubt, or fear.
For the one who needs softness, not pressure.
Support, not scrutiny.

You're not too far. You're not too late.

You're still worthy of coming home.