I dont know where to start..

I remember my friend at uni. She was extremely organized and had her life planned to a T. Then there were girls who were focused on their career goals. After all these years when I see their status updates on social media, they have become exactly what they wanted to be.

I was rough and disorganized. I didnt have a goal. Uni was my escape from my strange life at home. I was a mess inside.

My married life took me on a totally unexpected and unplanned roller coaster ride. I stopped dreaming. I started fitting in. One after the other, I had to take off what I was carrying, in the process. The person that evolved was unrecognisable.

I began to disappear.

 But during the whole transformation, I was growing stronger and more stable emotionally and spiritually. I found Allah's company. Thus even when I was a crumbling structure for onlookers, I was rebuilding from within on a stronger foundation.

By Allah's mercy my sisters and I were able to decipher and make sense of our strange family and awkward relationships. We redefined and renewed our ties. We were able to put our past behind and start over
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Not everyone of us are born to win and conquer. Some of us are here to merely survive, reflect and find ourselves and our purpose.

And somewhere down the road we will meet Allah. That is when our entire journey becomes worthwhile.