I have another 29 days to endure, and to wait for someone I love to come back. So far, 19 days have gone behind. Sleeping by myself, driving 2 cars to make sure each engine get their fair share of being warmed up everyday, sending myself to LRT, not getting evening call, not hearing the voice who would fill my days after getting back from work.
Life is, indeed a little tough.
I have never expected life could be so eventful once mum is not at home. Being Mama must be really tough. Having us as her offsprings must be extremely tough. Having to divide the love equally is the toughest part. Dealing with 4 heads is the real challenge. I thank God for giving Mama 4 children instead of 10, or else her life would be the toughest of the tough!
I missed her, to be honest, in the early days after her departure to the Holy Land, I felt strong. I felt numb. I know I will get over 48 days. But as of 2 days ago, I started to feel the sore, I longed for her, I want to hear her voice, I can't wait to be sleeping next to her again, I longed to hold her hand and kiss it, I longed to accompany her at the kitchen.
I longed to see her again.
Selamat hari raya aidiladha. Cherish your parents and everyone around you. Eat your mum's rendang, kuah kacang, and lontong happily! I would have to wait until next raya, inshaa Allah ;)
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