I sort of believed that these unpleasant news kept coming in to keep me sane.
It was like a ‘Eureka’ moment for me. I thought to myself ‘So this is what make mothers strong ey….’
Love, baby, love.
Apparently, I found strength from the misfortunate events of my loved ones.
Sort of like ‘I need to be strong to be able to be there for them’.
A kind of a blessing too. My energy focussing on them to the extent that I can’t even dwell into my feelings for far too long for the misfortunate events in my life.
Drama sangat semuannya.
“If you are soaked, the drizzle won’t affect you.”
❤ اللهم آجرنا في مصيبتنا واخلفنا خيرا منها