Sunday, 6 March 2022

Breathing work miracle, her home, my comfort

Another weekend, another sunday, another blog only this time from my phone with my dad driving (drifting) by my side. This week I managed to get my logbook marks (a few), and submit my report. So.. I got some extra time this weekend. 

My weekend went:

Saturday: Out with F for her wedding hantaran, dentist appointment (probably 2nd last), shop hijabs & got ice cream for the fam. I spent the rest of the day with my family. And.. worrying about my convo robe. I know I'm a bit silly and miscalculative sometimes. Had a good cry bc of it. Whopps. 

Sunday: Meeting dear A after like 2/3 years, A grown so much and OMG this girl I swear gets prettier by the day. She lights me up in a way. I don't know how she does that but meeting her makes me feel yup I'm certainly blessed. Thank you Allah for lending her into my life. 

Just to add, she said Im like her home. And I said she is like my comfort. Something about her is.

Thenn, I went out to send off little S with my dad. I nearly miss them but gladly I didn't. The time spent in the car. So precious. Alhamdulillah. 

Maghrib came & honestly I'm tired and sebak after meeting A. I felt kinda lost and in need of a good cry. But I couldn't manage the time before jumping on the car. I took a bit of time to breath. 2 then 5 minutes. At first, okay. Then it came. The sobs. Allah rindu. Allah rindu Allah. After the few tides, thank you Allah. The pang of sadness went away like it was nothing. Subhanallah.

Missing Allah is true. A miracle.

TGiaH

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