The passing of a blogger is sad indeed. But the impending divorce of another is sadder still!
I have been following the two cases for quite some time and was always hoping that the inevitable would never come.
Now that breast cancer has caused a life to be taken away from her loved ones, leaving them to mourn the loss forever. Everyone feels for the family but accepts it as 'takdir'.All extended their condolences,wiped their tears and moved on with their life.
On the other hand, social cancer has caused a 30 years old union to approach the brink of destruction, bringing with it the happiness once cherished and the uncertainty of the future. It is so hurtful to the party concerned But the person hurt most is the one on the receiving end. The children are hurting too but they must always remember not to be judgemental, neither should we, the readers. 'Berat mata memandang,berat lagi bahu memikul!'
"Jodoh pertemuan di tangan Tuhan", goes the saying. Unlike death, divorce involve mortal decisions. Decisions based on affair of the hearts. So before it become 'takdir', there are avenues for changing the course. Let's all say a little prayer. Let not once a loving union come to an end, dear Lord. Ameen
Monday, July 26, 2010
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Farewell,my friend
Alfatihah for dear Dalilah Tamrin aka Raden Galoh @ Onebreastbouncing.She passed on at 8.50AM Monday,19,July,2010 at KLGH at the young age of 42. May Allah swt place her among the blessed ones. Ameen. Salam takziah to MH, Adam dan Idris.Be strong.
Can't remember exactly when I started visiting her blog which was introduced to me by my blog friendly hubby. Thanks dear. From then on her blog is a must visit site whenever I'm on line. Being in the same boat, her writings interest and inspire me greatly. I dropped comments here and there but mostly I was a silent follower.
I thought she was very courageous, strong willed and she stared cancer in the eyes with that big eyes and winsome smile of hers.Most of all, she was such a believer.
She made it her mission to reach out to those who suffer the same fate. Tirelessly, she wrote her experiences on her blog with hope that it will help those in need. She did. She gave talk whenever invited no matter how far the venue was. She appeared on TV , she wrote a book on her illness and she even wrote a poem which has been recorded as a song.She was one in a million, she was.
I did not get to meet her in person but I did phone her up once after discovering that her cancer has returned with a vengeance.I wanted to share with her my way of managing the disease. Her tired voice came across like a loud whisper. We exchanged greetings and in no time we were laughing away like two old friends sharing experiences in battling the big C. My intended short call lasted almost an hour!
Now that she is gone, I get to read more about her through her blogger friends' writings. She's well loved indeed. Lucky you RG. May you RIP sis.
Can't remember exactly when I started visiting her blog which was introduced to me by my blog friendly hubby. Thanks dear. From then on her blog is a must visit site whenever I'm on line. Being in the same boat, her writings interest and inspire me greatly. I dropped comments here and there but mostly I was a silent follower.
I thought she was very courageous, strong willed and she stared cancer in the eyes with that big eyes and winsome smile of hers.Most of all, she was such a believer.
She made it her mission to reach out to those who suffer the same fate. Tirelessly, she wrote her experiences on her blog with hope that it will help those in need. She did. She gave talk whenever invited no matter how far the venue was. She appeared on TV , she wrote a book on her illness and she even wrote a poem which has been recorded as a song.She was one in a million, she was.
I did not get to meet her in person but I did phone her up once after discovering that her cancer has returned with a vengeance.I wanted to share with her my way of managing the disease. Her tired voice came across like a loud whisper. We exchanged greetings and in no time we were laughing away like two old friends sharing experiences in battling the big C. My intended short call lasted almost an hour!
Now that she is gone, I get to read more about her through her blogger friends' writings. She's well loved indeed. Lucky you RG. May you RIP sis.
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