Whenever i feel exhausted, upset, disappointed, I think of my mom. She’s an epitome for me, seeing her struggles, patience, to fix things, to make everything back to normal and happy (at least in front of us) are beyond people could bear. There were a few times i asked my mom how you could do these, her answer was just ; be patient and Allah will do the rest. Sometimes i said to her that her patience was inappropriate, she should do something extraordinary, so that others will realize that she’s hurt, so that she could find her own true happiness, but she still chose to be patient. I wish i could be like mom. Even being hurt, cheated for hundred times, she still chooses to be patient, to stay loyal. For 28 years. In all circumstances, she chooses to be selfless. Even how bad she’s being treated. She used to be very independent. My grandpa passed away when she was only 6, used to do works as men do, used to live without men around, entered a girl school, married to someone liar, boosy and gives her life whoheartedly. And still stays up until now. No matter what. I don’t want to think bad about my dad, I still hope they’re strong together until death makes us apart, but reality is reality. What my mom have done were all beyond amazing. No one will understand why she chose to be patient. She doesn’t know what is giving up.
Happy anniversary mom and dad ❤️