a story that makes me stay away from my Apple and make me curb myself from writing a story in here. coz i am afraid all you'd hear is the story of melancholicity. we're having a little hiccups in our life that sometimes I think it won’t stop with just plain water. It needs more than a boost of liquid to heal.
and in fact I still feel I am in 2010 despite having a lot of things happening in between, for one, I don’t even haf a 2011 diary to kick the year off. Thinking and writing 2011’s resolutions is also out of sight, but, this one, I’ll know it is slowly coming in good. Alhamdulillah.
Cumanya, Allah S.W.T haf His Own plan for me. he twist it a little by giving me so much of an obstacle I feel like breaking down, but I can’t. I can’t afford to break down. I am taking this test of Yours patiently, Insyaallah, and my tears, it runs so much, I build an imaginary pool out of it.
He tested me so hard. so hard it involves my mom’s health condition; after which I am only eighty percent healed from my dad’s absent. it's not cool :( i can't bear to handle all this. it's so heartbreakingly sad, But at the same time He is giving me the good news I’ve been longing. So how am I supposed to react and feel? so twisted. I feel so in between.
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