Wednesday, February 7, 2024

 Marriage is challenging. I never knew how difficult it would be.

Raising a child is another aspect. I never knew how everything wouldn't be so supportive of motherhood. I realize I've been let down by my expectations.

Since December, my daughter has been attending daycare. I know that, according to Indonesian rules, it's not right to bring your kids if you're not a working mom. I had no choice in this matter. I know it may seem selfish, but I need some time for myself – to study, to read, to do everything without being followed by my daughter. I'm not blaming her for being so attached to me, but it's time. We need to move forward to continue my dream. I want to give her everything I couldn't have when I was young. I want her to go to the best school I can't. I want her to go there without worrying about money. I know and believe she has a lot of potential, and I would blame myself if I couldn't afford her education.

My dear Alna,

Your mother is not a smart kid. I need to study harder than everyone else to be the same as others. You are what I really want to be. I am grateful to have you. You will be the smart woman I aspire to be if I become smarter. I am truly grateful to be your mother. Today, I don't know how our future will be. I almost gave up on all of this. I have no idea what I would do if I don't go back to school. How can I afford you? How can I afford your education? How can I bring you to many beautiful places I really want to show you? How can I tell you that our world is not small, not just Pondok Aren or Jogja? We have a big and beautiful world, and I really want to take you to every place in the world. I want to tell you that someday you'll have a bad day, but I can show you how big our world is, and you shouldn't be sad if something isn't right. I want to take you to a country where the seasons have brown, white, green, and orange moods.

My dear Alna,

Without you, maybe I would give up. Just remember that someday, when you have a bad day and want to give up, someone has a reason to live because of you, and that someone is me.

I love you, Alna. Thank you for being my reason to keep walking.


Today, after one year we (me and my blogs) promise to study harder. HAHA And what happened in one year? nothing happens. Time flies so fast....