Its been 4 years since I post in my blog. I remember too vividly how devastated I was when mum passed away on 6 May 2013. I have no will to write in my diary until I found solace in summarizing the 30 Juz of the holy Quran. After sharing the summary in my blog I stopped.
Life goes on. A lot have happened since then and the most significant were the umrah I did with my two sons, the marriage of my adorable Angah to the love of his life, and the marriage of my beloved Along to his soulmate. It was difficult at first to let go.
My heart was torn between being happy for them and the sense of loss of the contented and carefree days with my two boys. I was naive as to expect it to be the way we were.
I felt one disappointment after another and to my mind this is not what I expected. I shed so much tears of sadness for life that will not be as it was. I felt rejected and an excruciating emptiness in my heart. At that time a lot of things do not make sense.
Alhamdulillah things have settled and I have fewer expectations and let go of the need to manage my kids' life. It gets easier but still work in progress. Now we are happy when they are happy.
We have accepted that as parents we are no more their centre of gravity as they are now starting another nucleus of their own. They have their own preference and wants which may not be in line with what we expect, our story is no more their story, our advice old fashioned and outdated, our house is no more home as they have theirs, and friends are their first choice they turn to.
There's a quote that said "A mother's job is to teach her children to not need her anymore. The hardest part of that job is accepting success". It is ironic that we want them to be independent and have a life but at the same time we want them to still need us and consider our house their home.
Semoga anak-anakku Khairil, Shahrina, Kamil, Elena & Khairina menjadi orang yang soleh dan bertaqwa, dan diberi rahmat dan diberkati Allah swt dan sentiasa dibawah lindunganNya.
Time flies even when you're not having fun. I hope this message finds you well, my dear friend. It's been far too long since we last caught up? As I sit here, sipping on a cup of aiir suam (no coffee anymore...) and letting my mind wander down memory lane, I can't help but feel a wave of nostalgia wash over me.
ReplyDeleteRemembering those carefree days back in college at UTM... Oh, the adventures we had, the laughter we shared, and the countless late-night study sessions fueled by more air suam than I care to admit! Those were the days... It seems like a lifetime ago, yet the memories are as vivid as ever.
And then, stepping into the world of work at JKR—talk about a whirlwind of change! From navigating office politics to tackling those daunting projects, we faced it all nerves racking. Oh, how time flies.
But amidst the laughter and triumphs, life also dealt us its fair share of challenges... Losing loved ones—your dear mom and my beloved dad—left a void that can never truly be filled. Their presence is missed every day, yet their wisdom and love continue to guide us, shaping the people we've become.
Speaking of challenges, I recently had a little health scare myself—a bout of cardiac issues that certainly gave me a run for my money! Nothing too serious, thankfully, but enough to shake me out of my complacency and remind me of the fragility of life. It's funny how these moments of vulnerability have a way of putting things into perspective...
But hey, amidst all the ups and downs, one thing remains constant: our friendship. Through thick and thin, highs and lows, you've been a steady rock in my life (some parts of it at least...), and for that, I'm eternally grateful.
So here's to us, my dear friend—to the memories we've shared, the lessons we've learned, and the countless adventures that still lie ahead. Let's raise a toast to the past, cherish the present, and embrace whatever the future may hold.
I shall strongly pray for your good health and well-being and age gracefully. Life is precious but the hereafter is more precious to hold. We will meet there in Jannah in sya Allah... should you not see me there do ask Allah where I am and ask His mercy and blessings to bring me there.
Btw... my old phone no is out of service... old age hahaha !!
Fi hifzillah.
Azhar Ahmad Class of 76-79