Should've written this on my birthday, September 5th but never mind, more than a month doesn't reduce or increase my age, does it?
25 years may not be a big number for some people (who are older than me, ofc). But for an adult at my age, it's been a pretty diverse and twisty quarter of life so far.
How come. Right when I was about 25 years old, I got a lot of things happening in me: earning enough income for me to be able to save and feel quite financially secure, being able to buy my own laptop, getting a job opportunity (although not my dream job), I lost my aunt suddenly which forced me to attend all funeral arrangement and saw my grandmother, mother and aunt cry bitterly for it, even the welcoming ceremony (aqeekah) for my birth also took place when I was 25 years old (I didn't expect it to take so long).
There are too many things that make me feel more traumatized. Sometimes when I can't control my emotions, all these events make me feel angry and curse to God: why can't I forget and move on with my life without having to be overshadowed by that trauma?
But who doesn't feel the same way? everyone must be traumatized by something and everyone has to grow up to face that reality.
To my mom, dad, uda, uni, who always support and never stop helping me. Who is always there when I need, always guides me so I don't get lost, so I always feel at home. Since the first day I live in this world. If there is a word that means more than thank you, I will give it to you.
In addition, I am also very grateful to have met good people who opened the door to my sustenance so that now I can save and feel a little secure in finances. Those who gave me the opportunity, are the people that I will never forget, those who made me able to save from zero to this day, those who gave me a home when I was lost without direction. Thank you and I am very grateful for your presence.
Finally, thanks to Allah, even though I am not an obedient servant, You are always by my side.
♥g
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