Gosh, where do I begin.

The past one year has been one hell of a roller coaster ride, from the highest of highs, to the lowest of lows. Fundamentally, I think this is the year where I really found myself, and figured out life, as a whole.

After six long years, two countries, and two universities, finally held that long awaited scroll in my hands, and damn it felt good to finally graduate after all the blood, sweat and tears (literally). It took longer than I expected, but Allah's plan is always more beautiful than ours, and I have no regrets of that extra one year that I spent as a student. Alhamdulillah for what it is.

I had a post graduation bucket list, and alhamdulillah by God's will I managed to cross them off my list. Travel, volunteer work, and publishing my writings of six years. Life has been kind enough to let me experience all these, and I am truly grateful for the chance and memories made.

But most of all, I'm glad for the chance to be healthy again, after twelve long years of sleepless nights, and silent tears. One major operation, 2 weeks in the hospital, regaining control of my body, mind and soul. It was hell, but being able to breathe now is a blessing in itself, and I hope the worst of it is over. Thank you to my family,friends and hospital staff, who helped me through the darkest of my days, helping me find light through the toughest of times. Heaven sent angels, you are.

Being able to be the maid of honor at my best friend's wedding, just in time for my recovery, I was just so happy to be by her side, as she has been to mine all these years.

I thought I wouldn't make it to the second job intake, but when Allah says, "Kun, fayakun", so be it. Now, 3 months at work, blessed with warm colleagues and staffs, alhamdulillah, I am just grateful for this opportunity, and I hope this career of mine will be one that will benefit the greater good of the community, insyaAllah.

Taking my sweet time to focus on myself, and hoping and planning to continue giving to others to make this world a better place, insyaAllah. Spread the love, heal the world.

A house is built by sticks and stones, but love alone make a home.
Life may have broken my bones, at least I know, I can always come home.

Thank you, for all the pain that turned into wisdom.
Thank you, for all the tears that has turned into laughter.
Thank you, for all the love from above.

Twenty Five 

The clocks have unwind,
This timeline of mine.
As I reach a quarter century,
I look back in epiphany.

What a year it has been,
Trials and tests to my deen,
From the highest of highs to the lowest of lows,
I wonder where next, will I go? 
Finally set myself free,
From twelve years of agony.
No more tears run down my cheeks,
As I say goodbye to a past which once seemed so bleak. 
His timing is always perfect,
Never too early, nor too late.
Our lives, how perfectly He directs.
Finally held that scroll and graduate. 
Crossing off bucket lists of hopes and dreams,
Now a reality, what was once bursting at its seams.
As I look to the future with full of hope,
He carries me up, my faith, my rope. 
Thankful for all the blessings for you, and I.
Which favors of your Lord will you deny?
I take a deep breath, close my eyes and smile,
As we walk the distance, embracing every mile.

16 August 2017.Twenty five.