aside certain souls endeavouring to ruin it,
my Ramadhan has been wonderful.
definitely not the best of Ramadhan i've had. but blessings were still very much apparent.
subhanallah walhamdulillah laa ilahailallah wallahu'akbar.
no matter how much superior my maternal's think they are in garnering us moral support, i still think my paternal's are a varied and balanced bunch. they did not suddenly hover around us excessively back then, but they appear periodically, though less frequently, and makes me feel veryvery much appreciative.
this week, especially.
i thought suddenly everyone remembers my daddy, and so they remember us.
but i learnt,
they've always had us in mind.
wondering of our well-being, how we're coping, and constantly praying for us.
they're just hardly here physically.
never imposing.
they made me so touched, i got sad.
so, for the extended family i have,
(here, paternal ones specifically.)
and family friends - of daddy's and mummy's,
all of whom i forget having just as huge a sense of lost as we do,
for the subtle care and concern and love they bring to my family this blessed month of Ramadhan,
through Your will, ya Allah,
alhamdulillah, alhamdulillah, alhamdulillah syukur,
segala puji bagiMu.
Much Love,
*Muniii.
p/s: get the gorgeous full moon out again please.! rewind and pause at 14th Ramadhan - so we're not justtt ___days to the end.