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Housekeeping and reflecting in the month of Ramadhan

Bismillah...
Wow, didn't realise that this blog account is still up and running after all these years.
I am typing a diary/journal of sorts on Awesome Note on my iPad as a form of emotional therapy and reflection after what had happened last Sunday morning. May Allah gives me strength. The entries are going to be written as if I'm talking to my 2 beloved boys, Hakim & Zaki. Explaining to them why their parents did what they did and regardless of anything that ensues, their parents both love them deeply and unconditionally.

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