Me Suya

Assalamualaikum.
Anak. Memang anugerah yang dinantikan oleh setiap pasangan berkahwin. Tak terkecuali diri sendiri. Bila Allah uji dengan masa untuk mendapatkan anak, janganlah berputus harap. Malah gunakan masa yang ada untuk berusaha dan memupuk perasaan sayang dan kasih dengan suami isteri. Ummi sayang anak bujang ummi yang nak menginjak satu tahun tak lama lagi. Stay cute and healthy sayang.

Dalam perkahwinan orang putih kata it takes two to tango. Maka bersama-sama. Buat apa yang perlu.  Kerjakan sebaik sehabis mampu.  Bahagia atau tidak.  Hanya kita yang tahu.

Bebelan masa, terharu dan masih terawang-awangan.  Kawan baik yang sorang ni pun dah selamat menamatkan zaman bujang. Berbahagialah Puan Pai. Aku harap aku tak akan pernah lupakan berdoa untuk kau sebagaimana kau pun ingatkan aku.  Janji Allah,  berbuat baik.  Ada pengakhiran yang baik juga untuk kita. Kalau tak datang terus, anggap itu ujian untuk menuju redha. Tak mudah hidup berdua, tapi kalau kena gaya dan cara. Ianya lebih manis dari zaman kita muda belia. Zaman bergerak solo. Memang, ada nakhoda ni akan buat banyak benda terbatas, tapi zahirkanlah penerimaan. Nanti kau akan jumpa nikmat hidup berumahtangga. Yang penting kerjasama. Tolak ansur. Jadi mata dan telinga to each other. Belajar serap aura negatif tukarkan jadi positif. Cuma sesekali, kalau rasa diri terlalu abdi.. Suarakanlah. Orang takkan tahu kalau kau kunci semua benda dalam hati. Be transparent but if u need time to heal then take your me time to reflect. Once u can pull back urself, start all over again. Selamat berbahagia sayang.

Assalamualaikum all.
I think currently i have zero readers since  i have inconsistent patern to write up my journal on this page. I don't know what is the main reason,  but literally it seems like the soul is gone. The passion also whack off from my life.

I live normal life like others. Woke up early in the morning. Prepare baby's stuff, baby's food, get myself done and off to work. As evening slit in, i came back to home, cook baby meals, play with him,  simple talk to husband and then sleep.  The cycles kind of repeating everyday. So i think that is the reason i lost my passion in jotting down the journal. It seems not right somehow as i sometimes feel incomplete. I can be terrible person when i cannot speak out my mind. So since i stop writing, i guessed i hold many things inside me. Thus sometimes i turn to be different person even to my own self.

Channelling the right path again, i hope i found my virtue to continue what i used to do. I simply love to talk and share my opinion. Maybe i personally take everything for granted, like now i have a kid to play with, no more boring me time. But then i forgot, those memory  be faded if am not recording it. Or maybe i take those bad comments to far until i don't feel like writing again?  Or maybe i just being lazy?  I seriously have no answer. What I know is I shall get back to my track on keeping all good memories in one place so that as I grow older, I might read all my nagging back while sitting on the coach sipping a cup of coffee,  reminiscing the good old day. I think i should do this.

Till then, may I find my good key again to write. I just need to be myself and ignore what others say about me. Whack the grammar teams whomsoever, so that i can have courage again to write.  InshaAllah