ive been so sensitive these days to hear grave stories about mothers who lost their child since i am a mummy myself. Their stories are just so close to me as i can imagine what actually they are facing everyday, in fact every second of their life.
For once, we are able to kiss and cuddle, hug and touch our baby but in a blink he's gone. Untouchable. Unreachable. There are times in my working hours that i felt so alone that i miss my baby so much. Feel like going to the babysitter's house, hug him and smoodge smooge him then back to school. But in my case, he is reachable. How about the mothers out there who lost their child unexpectedly, what i imagine is half of the soul is gone too.
I cried my heart out reading this story . Thought i should forward it here. As a guidance. As a reminder that anything can happen as He wants it. He lends something to us, but in no time He can get it back.
For the last 13 months in my beautiful life, i cant never thank You enough Ya Allah. Please guide me and my family to the right path as You've been showering us with so much love i cant never thank for.
Alhamdulillah.
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