Me, Dyana Lulu and Nadrah, my own personal Sparkles.
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There were a few..who actually asked,
"Reena, what happened? "
and
"What is the tragedy that you're referring to in your blog?"
As much as I want to share it with you girls,
the matter has been very private for me to share.
I think everyone has their own share in life
that they have to went through to make them stronger.
So "the tragedy" was my share in life to make me a stronger person.
I believe it happens for a reason.
I prayed hard that may it happened for the best of us.
All I knew when "the tragedy" happened,
I was shattered to the core.
I lost myself in the process.
I was blind to all the beautiful things that God has surrounded me with.
I was numb.
It got worst when I could just burst into tears out of nowhere at any given time.
It was tragic.
Even talking about it now almost got me choked up.
Days had passed since it happened and it still hurts.
There are times when I still cry myself to sleep
and felt like ripping myself apart every time I try to overcomes it.
But Allah SWT has helped me so much,
and I am forever grateful for that.
I never knew that sometimes
what seems like the right thing to do could also
be the hardest thing you have ever done in your life.
Despite all of the tragic drama that happened,
there was never a moment seberat zarah pun of regret in me.
I am happy that it happened.
I am happy that I get to share the bittersweet experience with them.
May Allah blessed me and the people that I cared about always.
Thank you to all your silent prayers.
I love you, always.
xoxo
"What is the tragedy that you're referring to in your blog?"
As much as I want to share it with you girls,
the matter has been very private for me to share.
I think everyone has their own share in life
that they have to went through to make them stronger.
So "the tragedy" was my share in life to make me a stronger person.
I believe it happens for a reason.
I prayed hard that may it happened for the best of us.
All I knew when "the tragedy" happened,
I was shattered to the core.
I lost myself in the process.
I was blind to all the beautiful things that God has surrounded me with.
I was numb.
It got worst when I could just burst into tears out of nowhere at any given time.
It was tragic.
Even talking about it now almost got me choked up.
Days had passed since it happened and it still hurts.
There are times when I still cry myself to sleep
and felt like ripping myself apart every time I try to overcomes it.
But Allah SWT has helped me so much,
and I am forever grateful for that.
I never knew that sometimes
what seems like the right thing to do could also
be the hardest thing you have ever done in your life.
Despite all of the tragic drama that happened,
there was never a moment seberat zarah pun of regret in me.
I am happy that it happened.
I am happy that I get to share the bittersweet experience with them.
May Allah blessed me and the people that I cared about always.
Thank you to all your silent prayers.
I love you, always.
xoxo
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My 18 year old baby bro bought me this colourful hand band as a graduation gift.
Aww. Sisterly tears. Thank you munchkin!
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