I know I am not there.
Since Mak & Abah gone, I don't feel at home anywhere.
Not KL. Not Rawang. Definitely not Dubai.
I don't even know if it will be Langkawi - though I am making plans.
Heat of summer is increasing. Ramadan will be here soon. And of course Eid.
And now is the time of the year when that miserable thought of 'where do I go' came rushing in.
My girls? They are at home alright. I am their 'home' (maybe their 'sun & moon' too). At least there's something magical there still.(a smile and Alhamdulillah)
It is true that HOME IS WHERE YOUR HEART IS.
I guess my heart is not anywhere then. Sigh.