With Age Comes Wisdom

When I was 18, I just can't wait to turn 20s. I thought when I have become a 20s woman, there is no such thing as curfew anymore, I thought I'll be free like a bird and I can do whatever I want (atleast). But tettttttt.. I was wrong, hahaha. I was, I am and I will always be a little girl in my parent's eyes until... the day I get married (I guess). Not many people can understand that, so do I sometimes. Whatever it is, I'm really grateful to have such an extraordinary parents and how much they have done for me, thanks Abah Mak!

Wah, I'm about to turn 30s soon. I hope each time I'm getting a year older, I'm getting much wiser as well. Gosh, I doesn't feel like a twenty seven years old woman at all.

After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul.

And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning, and company doesn't mean security.

And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts, and presents aren't promises.

And you begin to accept your defeats with your head held high and your eyes open, with the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child.

And you learn to build your roads on today, because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans, and futures have a way of falling down in midflight.

After a while you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much so you plant your own garden, and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.

And you learn that you really can endure that you really are strong and you really do have worth and you learn and learn with every goodbye you learn.

I learn that it is about letting life happen in its own good order, and making the most of what there is. And I always believe, if Allah brings you to it, He will bring you through it. May Allah continue to bless me with all those annoying little things and may I remember their possible purpose.

Happy Birthday, Nur Suria Mansor!