Somehow, I miss grandma. Her 'being' that always be the centre of everything. Strong yet you can feel her vulnerability. Oh how I miss talking to her. The good old days. Days when we have less things, but loads of love.
Time flies and I'm getting old. Knowing that, I try to write as much as I can in this blog. Even kadang kadang lebih banyak merepek or only to save some quote that I like. Coz I know I can never turn back time. Good or bad or nothing, me write something.
If umur saya panjang, in average I have 20 more years to go. If i have kids, maka mungkin saya hanya ada masa sehingga umurnya 20 tahun. Kemudiannya mungkin saya sudah terlalu tua, mungkin juga nyanyuk atau telah tiada.
Saya berharap moga saya dapat kongsi kisah blog ini dengan mereka. Mungkin saya tak punya cukup masa utk bercerita seperti grandma. But I do hope if they miss me, they have this blog to go to. Maybe I will tell them about this blog when they're 18 years old and about to embark their own adventure of life. May they have great common sense to guide them in life.
Oh... I sound really old already. The truth is, I miss you, grandma. Al-Fatehah.
Oh... I sound really old already. The truth is, I miss you, grandma. Al-Fatehah.
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