resting days have become such a luxury nowadays. i really feel grateful if i have, even if its only a day, especially a weekend, when i don’t have to rush in the morning, no stress or worries of anything unexpected going to happen. a quiet day is all i need. like now.

this week had been such a rush. preparing for ptc, terawih, activity room. i officially had only one hour sleep in 48 hours since friday and 90 mins of pure creative bliss, which i signed up out of a whim and just because i got a free session after shopping at MadeWithLove last month.

thankfully everything goes smoothly, so our preparation was not in vain. by 1pm yesterday i am already zoning out and desperately need to take a nap at the office. i think i only had a 30 min nap before i was woken up by my colleagues’ voices starting to do preparation for iftar. but that was a like deep sleep nap. i was at the mosque from 6.30am – 10.30pm yesterday. taking a mental note to bring a spare shirt and pants and facial wash next time i know i have to crash at the mosque for a whole day.

this ramadan is going to be about me and my inner challenges. its really going to be this time. previously, it had been a challenge of friendship and trust, about guilt (i have ‘clear’ of guilt since last i did timeline therapy), about work. but this year’s feels like it is for me. all i want is to pray for His forgiveness, my family’s, praying for a better spiritual and whatever challanges i am going to face, is to make me stronger and grateful. i will be, though, praying hard for the twin babies i have been yearning for so long. it’s a calling. i can feel it. in Sya Allah. Amiin.