I made this blog last year to tell the story of my life and all people around me. However because of several reasons I could not make it and left this blog empty until today. There is a period that I was too lazy to write in this blog, or I was too busy with my my master thesis research. There is also period that I gave up to maintain this blog and only be a writer in my husband blog https://thepikiranacak.wordpress.com.
Nevertheless, after reading a comment in my only writing in this blog, I remember my spirit when I made this page and I decide to continue posting my story here. Thank you for reminding me and commenting my writing.
Life, a word with a deep meaning. It contains memory, struggle, grace, desire, and future which connected by something called Love. Love can turn both good and bad events to become a good memory. Struggle and grace come alternately but love makes them difficult to be dishtinguished. Future, the consequences of desire, effort and God’s plan, sometime looked so gray and chaotic, but love will realize you that even a gray is a combination of white, red, blue, and yellow. Chaos is also a combination of some unordered order. Then love will lead you to the every small piece of order in the huge chaotic capture of future which will be coming.
I realize this since long time ago. My unconditionally affection toward my mother, father, grandma, little brother and sisters lead me to the new place that I have never imagine before. The desire to make them happy is rooted deeply in my heart so I can pass every difficulity, and sometime I relief that distress have ever happened because it naturely trained me to be in a higher level of myself.
Family was becoming a biggest strenght of me to step ahead. They are like a box with different source of energy that fulfills me with joy and also strenghtness. If someone asked me what is the greatest joy that ever happen in yourlife, then surely I will say “to be a part of this family”.
Time is passing until I find the new love, or maybe I am found by him. He can see me among billions women in this world. Recognize me throughly, and asked me tirelessly for becoming his mate. He lends his hand as a hold. He gives his leg as a guide, and he devotes his heart as a place for taking a slight rest from this crowded realm. A man who laterly say a solemn promise with my father to legally make me his own.
The notes in this blog will uncover the story between me and them. How I spend this life with “him”, with my family, and how we withstand and find a way to solve every problems in this journey. How God is involved in every step of ourlife and how we realize, whatever happened, life will always has a way.
Notes of a Journey 