Today is my parents' anniversary.
Now I have to say I have the coolest parents ever. Am so thankful to be blessed with such awesome, lovable parents. And I am even more thankful that God is still giving me time to enjoy them.. :)
It's true what Nelson said. We are a reflection of our parents. It's all about upbringing. While I have parents who pamper me, they also taught me not to take life for granted.
It's not that my parents don't fight. Ohhh.. I have seen really ugly fights. I have seen "cold wars".. situations macam "go tell mama that we are leaving at 10", padahal mama was just a few metres away. She obviously heard my dad.
Or when my mum said "go tell ayah food is on the table. I nak gi tidur," padahal ayah is just in front of me. And these fights can go on for days..
So yes, they fight too.. but deep down, they can't live without each other. When ayah was with me in Khartoum (last March) while my mum buat umrah, they were whatsapp-ing and calling each other selalu. If my mum tak balas his message, he would ask me if I have heard from my mum. Hahah. Macam tak boleh hilang bini.. :)
And tadi, while I was whatsapp-ing with my mum, this was what she wrote:
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Hahaha... See what I mean?? My mum is oh so manja too! Nak pergi Samsung betulkan phone pun, nak tunggu my dad.
See! Now you know why I am sometimes so mengada too kan? Hahaha..
Well ayah and mama, THANK YOU:
- for telling me to not be afraid of expressing my feelings.. if I love, I love lah kan? No need to hide my feelings
- for showing me that love is not always easy.. love is being patient and kind, love is lots and lots of give and take
- for teaching me that while we can go around the world to chase our dreams, we should never forget our religion ("Apa pun, sembahyang jangan tinggal".. itu pesan ayah and mama selalu)
- for staying up and waiting for me bila I balik malam dulu-dulu
- for allowing me to do what I want (like letting me go clubbing and allowing me to wear short skirts semua), as long as it's within limits (like listening to the music is fine, but no alcohol ye..)
- for spoiling me to bits, still.. heheh..
- for giving me good education.. while you taught me how to read, write and count, you also taught me how to read the Quran.. and thanks to the perseverance, my first khatam Quran was at the tender age of 9 (oh by the way, now baru I realize not everyone can read the Quran... hmmm.. I thought learning how to read the Quran is as important as learning how to read my Enid Blyton books.. at least that's what my parents instilled in me..)
- for letting me ride my BMX and jatuh semua.. and for teaching me that every time I jatuh and scraped my knee, I must stop crying and bangun again. Oh, and bila jatuh, letak ubat and boleh main basikal again.. :)
- for not interfering when I fought with the boys (ma, remember Anas, the big bully?) when we were playing football together because really, it's my battle with the boys kan? You taught me how to stand up for myself!
- for letting men break my heart a thousand times over, because you know heart breaks are all part of growing up
- for not being too fussy about what I put in my mouth when I was a kid (I think, I've eaten sand, and even paper masa kecik kecik) sebab now my tummy is strong and I don't have much trouble eating whatever that is halal when I travel
- and for teaching me that men should be respected while women should be protected.
And that, ladies and gentlemen, is why I am what I am today... :)
So itu lah. They're awesome parents.. awesome sebab they taught me to appreciate worldly things (like good food, importance of education, having enough money to travel etc) but they are also constantly reminding me that this world is temporary.. hence obligation to God should never be forgotten.
When (if) I have my own child(ren), I want to bring my kids up the way I was brought up, Insya Allah.
Sekian, terima kasih. :)
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Peace and love.. xoxo
Now I have to say I have the coolest parents ever. Am so thankful to be blessed with such awesome, lovable parents. And I am even more thankful that God is still giving me time to enjoy them.. :)
It's true what Nelson said. We are a reflection of our parents. It's all about upbringing. While I have parents who pamper me, they also taught me not to take life for granted.
It's not that my parents don't fight. Ohhh.. I have seen really ugly fights. I have seen "cold wars".. situations macam "go tell mama that we are leaving at 10", padahal mama was just a few metres away. She obviously heard my dad.
Or when my mum said "go tell ayah food is on the table. I nak gi tidur," padahal ayah is just in front of me. And these fights can go on for days..
So yes, they fight too.. but deep down, they can't live without each other. When ayah was with me in Khartoum (last March) while my mum buat umrah, they were whatsapp-ing and calling each other selalu. If my mum tak balas his message, he would ask me if I have heard from my mum. Hahah. Macam tak boleh hilang bini.. :)
And tadi, while I was whatsapp-ing with my mum, this was what she wrote:
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See! Now you know why I am sometimes so mengada too kan? Hahaha..
Well ayah and mama, THANK YOU:
- for telling me to not be afraid of expressing my feelings.. if I love, I love lah kan? No need to hide my feelings
- for showing me that love is not always easy.. love is being patient and kind, love is lots and lots of give and take
- for teaching me that while we can go around the world to chase our dreams, we should never forget our religion ("Apa pun, sembahyang jangan tinggal".. itu pesan ayah and mama selalu)
- for staying up and waiting for me bila I balik malam dulu-dulu
- for allowing me to do what I want (like letting me go clubbing and allowing me to wear short skirts semua), as long as it's within limits (like listening to the music is fine, but no alcohol ye..)
- for spoiling me to bits, still.. heheh..
- for giving me good education.. while you taught me how to read, write and count, you also taught me how to read the Quran.. and thanks to the perseverance, my first khatam Quran was at the tender age of 9 (oh by the way, now baru I realize not everyone can read the Quran... hmmm.. I thought learning how to read the Quran is as important as learning how to read my Enid Blyton books.. at least that's what my parents instilled in me..)
- for letting me ride my BMX and jatuh semua.. and for teaching me that every time I jatuh and scraped my knee, I must stop crying and bangun again. Oh, and bila jatuh, letak ubat and boleh main basikal again.. :)
- for not interfering when I fought with the boys (ma, remember Anas, the big bully?) when we were playing football together because really, it's my battle with the boys kan? You taught me how to stand up for myself!
- for letting men break my heart a thousand times over, because you know heart breaks are all part of growing up
- for not being too fussy about what I put in my mouth when I was a kid (I think, I've eaten sand, and even paper masa kecik kecik) sebab now my tummy is strong and I don't have much trouble eating whatever that is halal when I travel
- and for teaching me that men should be respected while women should be protected.
And that, ladies and gentlemen, is why I am what I am today... :)
So itu lah. They're awesome parents.. awesome sebab they taught me to appreciate worldly things (like good food, importance of education, having enough money to travel etc) but they are also constantly reminding me that this world is temporary.. hence obligation to God should never be forgotten.
When (if) I have my own child(ren), I want to bring my kids up the way I was brought up, Insya Allah.
Sekian, terima kasih. :)
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| My anniversary gift for them this year.. (Thanks Zelle, for helping me with the gifts.. mwaaaahhh) |
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| The card |
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Peace and love.. xoxo
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