Hoh wowww.. my last entry was 2 years back. Pergh.. time passes by very fast. Things change in a matter of seconds.
I am now married with a todler of 9 months old. His name is Adam Qhaleef. I wanted to name him Adam Adli for obvious reasons. This is the 3rd marriage of mine. My second marriage lasted for only 8 months 10 days for reasons I shall not reveal here. But it was a blessing in disguise.
My eldest son is in form 4 now, did'nt went through with flying colours on his PMR. I kinda expect that but it does'nt make me sad though. I told him that PMR is just another hurdle in life. More importantly he must never give up. I wanted him to see that I never gave up on life. We just have to go through life one step after the other. It is not a giant leap. And success is not measured by what you turned out to be when you are older. It is about what you feel inside. One can be poor but at peace with himself. You dont want to be rich and have sleepness night, right?
My only daughter is err.. err.. phewww.. I dont really know what she is up to now. Yes, she is in Form 2 but how is her studies? Is she wearing a hijab still? She got boyfriend already? Opps.. I gotta do something about this. There are a lot of things that I misses out on her. Period.
My children from my 1st marriage is back in their mother's hometown since late last year, Dec 2011. It has been a year that I did not see them. Only God knows how I misses Aniq and Athirah. Though we are apart, they are always in my heart, most of the time.
I pity my Mum for what she had to go thru for these past couple of years. I wish, I could turn back time so that we can mend things for the better.
Dearest Mum, I promise you I will listen to your grief. Insyaallah.
My in-laws are great people. Thank you for accepting me as what I am. I could not have ask for more.
This year is the year that I wish for a better life. I've told a friend, my resolution for this year is to improve my life in terms of appearance, monetory and my taqwa.
Dad used to say that I am selekeh when I was young. My financials were not that good, ill-managed. My spiritual life was haywire.
I want to be presentable. I want to be able to provide for the need of those dearest to me. And I want to be a better Muslim.
And I shall write again.
