Imagine telling someone you love them but they don't even recognize who you are. Imagine now being able to pick up a call that person but for them to not recognize the history. It is so rare to have Love in our lives. It's even more rare to have people around us that really care for us and supports us. But, we're so busy looking for love in other areas, that we forget the people who love us. That are right there in front of us. 

We think to ourselves that we have time. There will be another chance. We believe that people will always, always be around until something like this happens. (nyesel kalo situasinya dah beda atau orangnya dah gada. Ntah pergi atau mati). Don't take people for granted! They may love you forever, but they may not be around forever. 

When someone is trying to keep in touch; whether it's a message they send us, whether it's them trying to call us. When we're busy, all of that seem like a burden. It's seems like a stress. It's seems like a pressure. But when we recognize that moment may never happen again in the future, we learn to value it, we learn to appreciate it, we learn to recognize how truly valuable and priceless it is. 

Appreciate what you have, before it turns into what you had. Growing up!

Love and prayers,

Sena.

Tasikmalaya, 18 Desember 2021

Brave doesn't mean you're not scared, Sen. It means you go on even though you're scared. And you're doing that. Sometimes you can do everything right and things will still go wrong. The key is to never stop doing right. 
What's the point of having a voice if you're gonna be silent in those moments you shouldn't be? Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.

I have so many dreams of my own and I remember things from my childhood, from when I was a girl and a young woman, and I haven't forgotten a thing. So, why did we think of Mom as a mom from the very beginning? She didn't have the opportunity to pursue her dreams, and all by herself, faced everything the era dealt her, poverty and sadness, and she couldn't do anything about her very bad lot in life other than suffer through it and get beyond it and live her life to the very best of her ability, giving her body and her heart to it completely. Why did I never give a thought to Mom's dreams?

Either a mother and daughter know each other very well, or they are strangers. To you, Mother was always Mother. It never occurred to you that she had once taken her first step, or had once been three or twelve or twenty years old. Mother was Mother. She was born as Mother.

You know dear, since you heard about Mother’s disappearance, you haven’t been able to focus on a single thought, besieged by long-forgotten memories unexpectedly popping up.

Recycle your heart. Someone out there needs it. Cause what else could you be, but everything. You are the picture you paint, of you. Only you hold you back, or push you forward. Forgive yourself for being you—you have done nothing wrong and tomorrow is another chance. I hope you never stop looking for you.

There are days when everyone needs you to be strong, even if you're dying inside, and you can only cry when no one's looking because you're petrified of letting them down. Often, we hate people not because they have wronged us, but because they have reminded us some secret part of ourselves that we don't like. Maybe, making peace with the world starts with making peace with ourselves.

You are your fear and your love and you are the embodiment of all the things you feel. I know that at least once, if not several times, someone you knew woke up in the middle of the night thinking of you and wondering what became of you. In your head, in the dream, you are both the monster and the person the monster is chasing. Nobody seems to really see it. Nobody seems to really see you. You’re completely and utterly alone. 

In the end everybody just want to be happy, Although the definition of happiness is different for everyone.... As crazy as it sounds, that's my kind of happiness. Please remember, Sen! Don’t let them put words in your mouth. God gave you a brain. You don’t need theirs.

Love and prayers,

Also me, Sena.

Tasikmalaya (SMC), 6 Desember 2021