She wakes up at 5am every morning. She does her tahajudd, waits for fajr prayers. She wakes up big sister for her bath. While waiting for big sis to take her bath, she cooks breakfast for the family. Packs food for her sons to bring to school and put aside breakfast for her husband and big sister. When big sis is done in the bathroom, she rushes to dress big sis for fajar prayers.
She then rushes to school where she teaches art. After school she rushes home to set lunch for the family. Either she cooks or buy or eating yesterday's left overs, there is always food for lunch. Later in the evening there is always tea with malay cakes or simply biscuits.
At 5pm it is big sis bath time where she needs assistance. After her bath, she help dress big sis for solat.
She then prepares food for dinner. Either it is home cooked or she buys it is immaterial. The point is there is dinner on the table for the family.
After dinner she does her isya' prayers and recites the quran before she goes to bed early in order to wake up at 5am the next day.
This has been her life everyday, day in day out since 2009 after big sis suffered a stroke that kept her in bed for most of the time until she retires in 2015. The routine remains the same until 2019, except that she did not have to go to school. Then her eldest son got married in July 2015 and lived elsewhere, in March 2017 she lost her youngest son to cancer.
Barely coping with her loss, life goes on for her. Taking care of her big sis too continue until her big sis passing on 31st August 2019.
How does one survive this life? I believe only someone with the love for Allah, and the belief that Allah is there to guide and give the strength to carry on. The sense of responsibility is without a doubt, out of this world. I personally could not have survived this routine.
Now, she misses big sis more than ever. To others it may have been a burden but the tasks carried out to gain rewards for the good deeds is totally shut now, in her own words she admits that. All that must have been done for the sake of Allah. There is simply no other explanation. She will continue to help big sis by reciting Yasin twice daily, like she has been doing for the last 2 years after she lost her son.
I have no more words, my stomach so knotted cause I was not there to help her much, my heart pounding for I truly feel the loss and worse, things not done and there is no more opportunity to do it. From the bottom of my heart thank you so much to her and family, her hubby and sons for taking care of big sis for the last 10 years, short of 3 months.
May Allah reward her and family multifold. May she enter paradise without hisab and may she get to live in the mansion in paradise, where she already have the keys and where her son is already waiting.
Thank you is simply not enough anymore....
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