My cheese has been moved.
Have you read the book called Who moved my cheese?
Short yet practical to our lives. I’ve read it on 2007 when I worked last time at Times bookstore at Kota Kinabalu. Really love working there because I read so many book back then. Now, the frequency has been decreasing.. To pursue master need to read more book ait? am trying to..
You just have to read the book. Cheese represent what we want to have in life. It can be job, relationship, money, big house, heatlh recognition or even an activity. In general, this book is about the things that we are so comfortable with or used to has been moved or taken away. Most of people will resist change and that can include me sometimes. Because changing, you have to start all over again. Getting thru the hardship AGAIN. With so much insecurities wether you gonna make it or not. FEAR. Then, how you cope with change?
The cheese that I’m talking right now is my dear beloved husband. He’s not here with me & baby Nuha. He got transfered to FELDA HQ which is in Kuala Lumpur. The first time we got the news, husband get all mess up. He cannot think straight at that moment as he was so worried about me & our Nuha.
Me? quite shock with the news but I don’t say much when I see dear hubby so confused and tired at that time. The next day, hubby wrote an appael letter to ask for postponing the report duty. Alhamdulillah, hubby got a week from the appeal.
When Allah tests you it is never to destroy you. When He removes something in your possession it is (only) in order to empty your hands for an even greater gift!
~ Ibn al-Qayyim
I can accept these changes. And I know its for the better. InsyaAllah. Eventhou being here in Segamat, is very comfortable. Everything is easy access. Can compete with Putrajaya. 😉
Hubby promised to come back home every weekend. So, today he’s here.
InsyaAllah I’ll try to transfer near to my husband. Because I believe family must be near & together. Wife should be with husband. Family first, job second.
See… I like changes. To go new place. New faces. I’m used to live ‘everywhere’ since I was little. We move from place to place because of job necessity.
Change can be interesting. But still, I miss my husband everyday. 🙂
Gagah sungguh isteri2 yang berjauhan dengan suaminya. I can be one but choose not to because I’ll try to be beside him. Allah’s will.