Today was one of the randomness moment ever. I went all the way out for a friend of mine, who lost his father late last year. His mum left when he was in teens, leaving him and his younger sister being an orphan now. It thought me that life is precious and make me ponder, if I ever to lose any of my parents, will I be able to cope with grievance well. Sitting in front of him, I wondered if I ever get to feel what he felt. I wondered if I could get what's running in his mind, does it scares him? But I do know that death is real and true. Death teaches you to grow and death is the start of a new beginning of the hereafter.

Knowing that his younger sister who will be doing her pilgrimage soon, I took the effort of writing some love notes that contained good information to ease her preparation. I mean, imagine not having someone to guide you, how scared you'll be. I was really glad and thankful that I was guided for both of my Umrah back then. And knowing that she will be going there with her husband, I know how scary this could be for her. It's like seeking an adventure without the support and comfort from both of your loved ones but knowing that yes, they both still lives inside you. 

I know that both of them are strong, they are brave. Not many can go through what they both have went through, and really I am proud of them. Honestly, they've been the best fighters and so is their parents. And all I could do was to pray for them to Redha and believe that Inshallah to be reunited someday. Amin.

Damn onions.