One of the hardest things in life is when you lack the proper expressions and words that need to be said to make things better. You say some things and they’re misunderstood. You realize your mistake, rewind, start over, it’s all the same…nothing is going through properly.
One of the hardest things in life is when something so ideal…so precious in your life, starts to fall apart in front of your own eyes… and you can’t do a thing about it.
One of the hardest things in life is when all your core values and beliefs are shaken.. You try to hold steadfast to an ever thinning rope.. You try to keep following the ever dimming light.. You fear the worst as you struggle along: remaining all alone without a compass, having to start over, having to build a new basis and framework for your life at such a late stage..
It’s when you need the most support that you lack it. Or sometimes, you get it, but the source that keeps stealing it away from you grows stronger and stronger… so regardless of how much support you get, you keep losing it.
It’s all a cycle.. like a hula-hoop rolling on, you fear the slightest bump in it’s path, the slightest tip, because you know, that means it’s the end. Game Over.
You remind yourself that duaa is your weapon. You gotta keep praying. Because one thing is for sure: He’s listening as He promised us.