Bismillahirrahmaanirraheem
It was around this time two years ago that our hearts were crushed and faiths were tested.
Looking at our Mashary growing up makes me think of our first precious conceptus.
Till I dreamt of myself, Mashary and a little girl just little older to Mashary having picnic together in a bright and beautiful garden.
Pure serenity.
Joyful.
Just my imagination materializing or was it a sign,
Allahu A'lam!
Really hope to see you in the other world, Ebony!
(Pronounced e-buh-nee)
P/s: after the miscarriage I would constantly ask hubby will we get to see Ebony in the hereafter?
He answered, maybe. But maybe she would be really tiny.
Let me work hard to get to Raudhah first.
Ameen.
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