Life is like a rooler coaster. That's what someone I dont know the name said. And it is somehow true. It sometimes up, down, scary, feeling great, but in the end, it has to be over. But I dont want mine to be over at very short time. I enjoy every loop I did. I enjoy every tears I shed. I enjoy every laugh I made. And the most important thing is I enjoy every process of it. Today is Friday, August 29th 2014. I'm still alive, 29 years old, a mom, single, and feeling good. Just feeling good for now. But my gratitude to my creator is keep higher and higher. Thats why starting from August 17th 2014 or a week ago, I push my self to break my own wall, the things I really wanna start from long time ago, running for health. I jog exactly. And I try to select things I push in my stomach clean. The reason is, I thank God for giving me this body. And the other reason is I actually afraid of being sick. You know I saw my aunty, my beloved aunty fight with diabetes for years, and she died. May God forgive her mistakes and surround her with peacefullness. Even however we all will certainly there in that chapter. I want the process will just good. Aamiin. Another good thing in my life is having a great son like mine. Rangga getting bigger. And I really worry about him. Worry will never solve any problem, but it keeps me awake to the reality. The reality that I should pray harder to God, to guide him to the right path, to show him the good way to walk on, to bring him everything that lead him to great things. He will face nice, bad, great, sad, at the process, but what I really hope is that he will see, achieve, reach, more more more positive that I did, that I had. And everything will there in his life journal, if he brave enough to see through and have faith in God. Day by day I take him to his school, and I see he changes, and I see the process. And I see the sparks every single moment I be at next with him. And it keep slaps me. How many more time will I miss the time to be with him. How many more time will I skip the sparks he learnt from his world. How many more idea of him will I missed? And now I'm start to feel empty inside. I often talk to myself, or it is actually YELL to myself, do it good, do it good. Because, I admit, what I am trying to do now is actually for him, it is not only for me, but also for him. To please the Lord, that I responsible enough for what He gave to me. Because He wont give something beyond His creatures ability, and He dont like to see whoever to be sad. Innallaha Ma'ana. Aamiin.