Family for me.

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim.

13 September 2017 / 22 Zulhijjah 1438H

Family is a group of people that are very close to us. Very dear to our hearts. We are strong to the roots, not just on the surface.

Family is a place, a home, special people that ACCEPT us for who we are. No matter how bad we are, no matter how outspoken, no matter how different our point of view or practices about anything. Yes, we can advise one another, but we did not EXPECT. We still accept whether one change or not, because of the strong root that base on love and Allah. Just these two matters, at the end of the day.

Family is to whom we share joy and happiness, yes, but mostly our burden, our sadness, too. They’ll always lend their ears to us and comfort us, not necessarily just to solve our problems and just during happy time. The one you never ignore, never look down, never left behind, no matter what happen. 

Family is special people that, yes, we can always argue about a lot of things, we are human, we have our own opinion about everything and it doesn’t have to be always the same every time. But this special people never keeps bad feeling about other members, in their heart. Arguments and all the points, is one thing, but the people that we call family, is another separate entity that we don’t hold any grudges on. No. 

Family is always be remembered in our prayer, if not in daily conversation or communication. Family is the one that we sincerely pray to enter Jannah with. To gather, to reunite. Not just in this world. 

To me, if anyone ask what is the meaning of family. Is all of the above.