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1 vs 730 Steps

It was a small talk between me and Daddy K about the journey we've been through so far, about the ups and downs, about growing and progressing, about welcoming the updated ones and letting go the obsolescence, about living that reminds us also about death, about grieving, lamenting, accepting, forgiving, and doing our best too. It was beyond my imagination how us, the two heads with different value and background could decide to choose to stay and to stick to commitment. Just like other normal human, there were times we two questioned about making a right decision amidst the unceasing challenges. Each day, we make a move, we take a step, we breathe, and we pray so Allah will grant us strength to keep being strong, and to allow us to recognize this is the right one through His guidance and blessings. 

Each time we open up our eyes, waking up from dreams and facing reality, life has become a special story. This is the story of how me and him deal with a single step each day until we would be able to say this is gonna be our one step closer to what we manifest. From 730 steps closer to 1 step closer. Then, are we gonna be impressed by this 1 step closer than the 730 steps closer? Of course we shouldn't. What should impress us the most was the courage to make a single move even if it's easier said than done. 730 steps closer is much better than sitting and doing nothing, 

It's not only a love letter, Daddy K. It's a reminder how we mindfully make a decision each day, not only to change, but also to fulfill the call of growing, progressing, and leading. Insya Allah, by God's grace. 

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