having iftar, looking at the food, my heart melting. how i miss her, how much i miss her!her love, her care, everything about her are playing like a movie in my head, when suddenly it stop just like that. i can't recall the last time i have meal from her but still i can taste the sweetness of her food, of her love. a mother touche is everything, in anything...for something. now it's gone for good. not much that i can give her but my pray for her to rest in peace...some reward from my prayer i dedicater specially for her...true love, a mother's love...
how i miss her...in memory of al-hajjah halimah...wan halimah.
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