Sometimes I do miss the days where problems are small, borderline negligible when I only have to care for myself. My responsibility is only being myself.
BUT
I can guarantee in ten years time when I look back again to today, my problem is small, miniscule even to some people. I have roof over my head, a loving family, enough money to spend things that I want to buy. I don't have to worry what can I eat tomorrow because I know my fridge is fully stocked.
I just want to be grateful. I have a family. I have a job. I have a home.
Oh well, I miss writing things that don't make much sense. I really do feel old this year.
10 years ago, I did wonder where will I be, what I look like, where I work, how many kids I have, to whom I will be married to... and hey now, ten years later, here I am.. still studying.. lol
I hope I did not disappoint my previous self.
I think writing is a form of therapy. It doesn't matter if people are not reading it. But it is very fun reading back my posts. some major throwback moment reading my previous posts. I think I do want to start writing again.
Well today, I stayed home instead of working. My 3 year old boy is sick today.
My son is a very delightful little boy. Full of life. Fun to be with. A little bit clingy with me but so very loving. I hope he will grow up to be a strong, healthy, kind and intelligent man. May Allah protect him, bless him and give him all the kindness the world has to offer.
