It is not about dealing with my own feeling.
It is not about I could not face the fact that she is gone.
It is not about denying His fate.
But…
It breaks my heart when I stepped into their bedroom seeing
them sleeping and cuddling her picture album.
It breaks my heart when they asked me to come home and cook
for them just because they miss her cooking.
It breaks my heart when they texted me in the midnight
saying that they missed her so much.
It breaks my heart when they call her cell phone so that her
picture appear on their screen.It breaks my heart whenever they said it feels like she is still around.
I promised her to always be there for them whenever they
need her just like she always did.
I promised her to take a good care of them until my last
breathe.
I promised her to be her strongest daughter.I promised her to be a good sister to them.
I thought it would be easy to start a new life without her
being around.
I thought it would be easy pretending to be okay.
I thought time would easily heal.
No matter how far we were distanced, we know that Allah is
taking a very good care of you.
No matter how hard life treat us, we know that Allah knows
best.No matter how fast time flies, you would always be in our heart.
No matter how far we go, you will never be forgotten.
Al Fatihah for our dearest mom. May
14th 1964 – Sept 07th 2014. May Allah forgives her
shortcoming, grant her the highest rank of Jannah among His righteous servants and grant her ease and comfort in the grave.
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