A flurry of events happened these last few weeks.
On 20th July, I celebrated my 30th wedding anniversary.
A day later on 21st July, I have gone through 57 years of good life. Alhamdulillah. My youngest daughter penned in her blog her growing up experience with her dad – a birthday gift of sort to me.
Then, a participant in my training program, who later became a special friend, presented me with his e-book “Menunggu Puncak”. It’s special. Firstly it’s his story of his conversion to Islam. Secondly, he promised completion and delivery of the book on my birthday, almost a year ago. And he delivered, on time, true to his goal setting target. I’m touched.
Sadly a day later, on 22nd July a close friend was called back to the Lord. Allahyarham Zubir Zainal Abidin, popularly known by us as Kutu Zoob, drowned while challenging himself in his first ever International Triathlon in Port Dickson. The news came as a great shock to everyone who knew Zoob, a strong athletic guy. To date, I’m still recovering from shock as I flip through fond memories of Zoob in my archived cycling photos. Good-bye my friend, we will always remember you as the great challenger.
Closer to the heart are the turn of events and the sudden twist of fate. While I celebrate and rejoice, others mourn. While I mourn another friend’s passing away, life passes on. And we all continued on our journey, most times in haste and seldom stop, to smell the flowers and to be thankful to God Almighty for all the blessings.
Semoga Roh mu sentiasa dicucuri rahmat, Zoob