It has been awhile now. The days passed were very tough, interrupted yet exciting. I cannot wait where these things will lead me to.
My Graduation Day was very fine, blissful and heartfelt. It was because I celebrated that very remarkable day with my loved ones. I could feel ‘peace’ in me. My heart smiled. But there was another incident so unforgettable. Dad had an accident right after my family and I returned from the Graduation Day. I spent the holidays going to and from hospital to take care of my father. I couldn’t imagine losing him. But I am a tough daddy’s girl. I was strong. I made jokes. I laughed. Even though my father was on a wheelchair. I became the 'dad' of the house. I took over everything. That four months were difficult.
Me and mom waited outside the operation room for four hours. I guess that was why it is called ‘The Waiting Room.’ For some people, it is a matter of life and death. Thank God everything was just fine. I never thought to have such experience. This thing makes me become well- prepared for the harder stage of life.
Four months had passed. So many things had I gone through. Dad had to go to a few physiotherapy lesson. O Allah is Great. Dad can now walk without walking sticks. Just can’t imagine both of them were spending for a holiday overseas. They phoned me today. Their voices were so pleasant that I could not know what more to say. Alhamdulillah.
Well, then. Farewell February- Welcome March!
(P/S: I’d rather hold the smile and pretend everything never happen)
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