Oh Allah... what can I say. What is this life but a station. People hoping on.. hoping off.
Our early years dreaming and hoping for a beautiful peaceful life with everything just running on smooth sails.
Years go by.. and you realise it's not about the smooth sails, it's about the rough sailing moments and exactly how to get stronger for your next rough ride, because you know... you know it's coming.
You've just overcome a loss, and before that, loss upon loss upon loss.. but u know the next one is coming.. most definetly it's coming.
You look at ur elders in the family, in my case my mother.. and think to urself, you have it rough?
Oh Allah. Let our last day in this world be the day you welcome us back to you. Let it be the day you are most happy with us.