Tuesday, March 08, 2005 by Mariskova
Though there are no flowers, candle-light dinner, gifts, or a celebration, I feel blessed for being able to live the day -especially for having the chance to see my son's face, still. I am blessed because I am healthy and I have everything a man (or a woman, in this case) possibly needs.
I am blessed because I have done a lot of mistakes, yet, Allah still loves me.
There are so many unfortunate people out there and I am thankful I am not one of them.
Allah loves me. Alhamdulillah.
That's the greatest gift in life: knowing that at this age after so many years, Allah still loves me.