Life is not measure by number of age, it is only numbers, some people die young, some die older, some die due to sickness, some die due to accident, some die while sleeping, some die while working.
But our life is remembered by what we have done in our life.... for good or bad...., hurting or smiling.
love is something in minds, love create happiness, love created jealousy, love create stress, love make you fell human being.
What a beautiful value of love, my dear
These are what you keep telling me to be patience, to love life, to love family, to love relative,and to do the ggod thing
Since you passed away, I really miss you , wahile no body wake me up for praying, no body remind me for Dhuha, my dear.
I know that God Almightytake you soon because you are too good to stay in worldy..... while better for you in hereafter..... in paradise.
So my love, whenever my time come,.....wait for me in front of the gate of paradise..... I will bring the most beautiful wild orchid flower , your favorite orchid color and kiss you, I will hug you and kiss you a lot