With all that's happening, people are having a hard time celebrating. But I still see and hear a lot of fireworks everywhere around us. That's a good sign. A lot of people get emotional on this day for some strange reason.
Last night, my mum forwarded a text message to me which she received from Tasha. Well, Tasha had always been considered as part of our family since she came to our house when she was 9 years old.
She's an only child. Both her parents were always busy with work. They used to take her to the mosque. That was where she met my grandmother. Then, my grandmother introduced her to us and she started hanging out with us.
I babysat her all the time growing up. We got along. She even followed us to UK this one time. It's funny coz her parents just let her go with us.
Anywho, she was telling my mum about how thankful she was to have ever met us and that we let her be part of our family. I still think of her as a sister. Shu used to fight with her and my sister when they were kids. It's so funny every time I remember those days.
I hope everyone is doing well these days. Selamat Hari Raya to everyone ❤️
