it seems that i am the one who clings to my kids. not the other way around. i wanted them to be with me all the time. Allah, berikan aku kekuatan. aku tahu ini semua pinjaman mu. tapi, aku ini hanyalah hamba Mu yg lemah. seringkali alpa.
life is to be celebrated. we are each other's keepers. we are the guardian of humanity. we are who we are. we are you and me. and when you think that you are now old and wiser. think again. you might still afraid of the dark.
Sunday, March 13, 2022
It's 2022 (pandemic...what?)
Salam, this is me journaling again.
Hidup macam biasa. there is its ups and down. At the moment Allah given me time to rest. Seems like this will be my fourth year Allah granted me a time to pause, rest, hibernate or whatever you call it. Cause living as Manisah, sometimes you forget to pull the pause button.
Yes, COVID-19 finally hit me. I am down with Category 2a, with mild symptoms. Still the headache, sore throat and flu lingers now that i got it for 4 days. I had it worst on my first and second day.
I definitely miss my kids. Dah tua nanti, tahulah sape yg jadi clingy mother..huhu. Been isolated from everyone these days. Give me so much time for myself. Sampai aku sendiri jadi takut.
No..bukan takut hantu macam tu.
But my mind is wild. So wild that i am scared of my own self.
An answered prayers
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