Been a pretty long Thursday just like 11 years ago.
Dad sent me down to the cab for the delivery of his only cucu. I guess that’s his love language. Like how mom used to ask me what I wanna eat for bf. Dad nvr really showed his love directly. But he’d make us nice drinks, send us to the lift everytime we leave his place, watch over us from his kitchen window as our cab zooms off. 🥹
And today he had to go for his nuclear med. I could only be there for him physically, cheering him on while ketuk the sis for an overpriced lunch. Tsk.
After that long wait and multiple kuar masuk the radiology rooms, rushed home, grabbed the bday balloon, some dino surprises and of course the bday cake.
I’m going to remind myself from today onwards to always always and always rely on Allah. Depend on Allah. Not gonna sweat much stuff now and leave things to Allah because He knows best.
Wanted to get another cake but the staff had no interest to serve so decided to walk away and shop at another spot. That’s how I ended up with this cute colorful yet light cake for the boy. Alhamdulillah.