Banna Nasir AbuHouran (Um Hani), widow of the late Mr. Ayoub M. Hawatmeh, 85 years old. Mother was born on May 28, 1928 and peacefully passed away on July 26, 2013.
Mother was born in Jordan to Jordanian parents, and a native of Al Sult, Jordan, where she went to school as a young girl. She was the youngest among her siblings.
A mother of twelve children whom she raised on her own after my Dad passed away at a young age. She was a true angel in every meaning of the word. She never remarried after my dad passed away so not to have another man as a stepfather to her children. She raised all of us with love and sacrifice.
She was compassionate, forgiving, funny, witty, and one of the best cooks ever. Resilient, sweet, and yet shy like a little girl. She was a true inspiration to those of us who knew her or crossed her path; we truly were blessed to have her in our life. She treated others just as she would like to be treated; that was her golden rule and she taught us to live by it.
She had a thirst for education and learning, and I am yet to see someone with her infectious zeal and love for life, learning, and travel! When she was in her sixties when she moved to San Diego, she went back to school. Watching her doing her homework assignment after returning from class was a true inspiration.
Well-travelled and has been to several countries all over the world. Her favorite two places were San Diego and Jordan where she spent time with her children, and she made frequent trips. In the mid 1980s, she decided to move to San Diego, CA permanently to join her sons and daughters.
We miss you Mom, grandma, great grandma. We miss your smile, your kisses, your blessings, your hugs, your compassion, wisdom, and most of all; your unconditional and unlimited love. We love you Mom.
We pray to the lord, not just for my mother, but for all those she leaves behind. She was a mother, a grandmother, a great-grandmother, a sister, an aunt. She is survived by her 5 sons, 7 daughters, 30 grandchildren; and 19 great-grandchildren.
In Children, many a mother survives
Or else their lines had perished with their lives
But in their children they immortally do live, in spite of death, and cannot die.