Dear Alia,

An Introduction? Perhaps

Some things In life, are never to be forgotten...they are to be kept alive, haunting your days and nights..maybe for mere remembrance, or a cause.
Like, my best friend's janazah!
The bleeding, painful memory, of 17 year old me, standing in the first line behind the men, next to my mother and nazlee, keeps coming back, like a tweak at my heart.
I don't remember whether I was crying or praying.
I kept looking, at my unmoving best friend, for hours, in the hospital, in the ghusl room, while carrying her to the ambulance..I saw it all...I was right there, when they took her away, away from this world, away from me, until I live.
I can't wait for the moment my darling Alia will receive me, at the entrance of Jannah perhaps? Smiling and laughing with the other best friends she's made...

Dated: 9/1/19