Retrospection.

Hearsall Common - January 2013.

For the past few days I'd been running here and there trying to keep myself busy. I went to search for comfort food, comfort breaks and comfort friends away from home in hope that I won't get back to the reality. But the thing with comfort stuffs is that they are just temporary distractions; they are there as attachments, not for mending your problems. I remember roughly the same time last year I was dealing with the similar phase, but I'm not quite sure how I went about and went over it. I wonder. 

But I'm glad that He made me back at home safe and sound regardless how reluctant I was. I think He knows that I will only come to my senses when I'm settled, and guess being back home isn't a bad thing afterall. It gives me time to think. To reflect. To ponder over what had happened and why they were meant to be in those ways. 

'When we miss a plane, lose a job, [lose a person], or find ourselves unable to marry the person we want, have we ever stopped to consider the possibility that it may have been for our own good? Allah tells us in the Quran: "...but perhaps you hate a thing and it is good for you; and perhaps you love a thing and it is bad for you. And Allah Knows, while you know not.' (Al-Baqarah: 216). Yet is so difficult to look beyond the surface of things. And it takes great strength to see beyond the illusion, to a deeper truth - which we may or may not understand. 

Often Allah takes things away from us only to replace them with something greater.'

- Yasmin Mogahed, 2012.

Whatever the lesson is, I believe that things happen for reasons. And above all, He knows best. :')