When i heard takbir raya,.. i was at home,my own place i called home. Its a mixture of feelings... Normally i'll be away from home on raya eve. It's either at my mom's or at Nenek's in Batu Pahat...
This year, for the very 1st time,.. i was at my HOME... I looked thru the window... i feel blessed, i feel mature, i feel that every Eid i have encountered more meanings...
When i heard the TAKBIR,.. i ran down and hugged my hubby... The 1st time we were both having Eid together in our own house. A moment of bliss...
My family dropped by before they left for Batu Pahat... It will be the 1st time for Dian to celebrate Eid as a wife. Mom shed a tear when i kiss her... I pretended i didnt see that. There will be a family gathering event at Nenek's on d 2nd day of Eid... There will be a tahlil and marhaban, telematch which i was supposed to organise (been taken over by Dian).
Me and Hubby hit the hi-way at about 1:11am.. and 2 hrs later we were already at Kuala Kangsar...Yes i do miss my family, i miss my grandma,.. i miss the smell of the foods in my grandma's kitchen... i missed the greets i will receive from my relatives that breed from 12 aunties and uncles... i miss being introduced to new members of the family... but when i saw the look on my FIL's face when we arrived,... i felt at home. I felt belong. I love the feel of being there... Maybe it wud have been merrier when late Opah was still around but Lil Zara has brought so much joy and happiness in the family...
I love being around Mak Long's family too... the visit to her kitchen and having a supper is a must..
I called Dboy,.. they were busy decorating the the tent with balloons..Hmmm... i'm gonna miss the nasi beriani gam they will be serving....
This was taken about 2 mths ago... me, mom and Nenek...
