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I just finished watching Julie & Julia on HBO and realize how I miss writing a lot and how random my writings have always been. In the movie, Julie blogged about her goal to cook Julia’s recipes, 564 recipes, on just 365 days. There’s a theme on her blog and there was never a theme on mine. Anyway, I just miss writing a lot so here I am writing again and decided to tell a bit on how I felt after being a wife for a month

I used to feel scared of marriage, I felt scared for the uncertainty, on the “WHAT IFs”. But after being married for a month, I feel it nothing but heaven. Maybe it’s too soon to say that it’s heaven, but I felt nothing other than that.

My husband is a pious, warm-hearted and gentle man. I couldn’t ask for a better husband. We support each other in nearly every field. Most of the time, he wakes up earlier than me, shaking my body and trying to wake me up to do the Morning Prayer. He will not rest until I wake up. And I feel grateful for him. Other times, when I was too busy preparing his clothes and belongings, he quietly arrange the bed because he knew I wouldn’t have the time to arrange the bed. I feel that he could read my mind and ease my burden. He’s the extension of my hands and feet, except the fact that he’s there first before I did, before I even realize that I needed help.

We haven’t moved to our place yet, we’re still on our way of decorating the place, so we stayed at his house. His parents are also a blessing. They’re warm and very much welcome to my existence; I feel that they treated me as their own child. Yes, a child. Since I’m still living with them, I haven’t been a complete wife. I didn’t cook for my husband nor did I do the laundry for him. Everything’s been taken care of. That’s why I can’t wait to move to our own place so we could finally have a sense of building a life together.

Because I live quite a distance from my home, I miss my parents every now and then. Weekends are the times when I went to my parent’s house and stay with them for the weekends. I know that they miss me too, but they’re doing their best to let me (and Chandra) to make our decision on how we’re going to live our life without their interference. I’m very grateful for my parents. I love them with all my heart.

I feel blessed that everything’s turn out very well. That there’s nothing to worry about marriage. Alhamdulillah…. I hope it will always be this way.