I am writing this while breastfeeding fariss..it’s really awkward when I always get excited to write while feeding him. Maybe he is my reason to write. When I see him, he looks exactly like his daddy. It’s like a mirror image of two people in two versions: fuad ridha with his miniature. I thought I would envy this creation since he doesn’t resemble me at all except his hands and his legs, but to my surprised..it melt my heart whenever I see and hold fariss.. I love my husband dearly, and to see this baby boy looking just like my hubby, it nourishes back our love in deeper meaning and different value.
Fuad and I respect other people’s thoughts very much, and so do one another, hence we love to discuss and talk about everything just to brainstorm our mind. That is our way in showing love and learns to respect people’s thoughts. I just hope that when fariss will be able to talk, he will ask me a lot of questions just like what I did when I was small. He will understand about life, this world etc better when he asks.
Hrmm, I have a news to share. One of my closed friends today invite me to write a book. She works in a publisher company, and this invitation is a big honor to me. Nevertheless I am still having this skeptical over myself; can I be a writer? Do I have that talent to write good words and impress myself? Usually when I write, I put myself into my words. I want to find satisfaction from my writing. Hence it was time consuming indeed when your fan and your enemy are both yourself. I gave critics to my writings. From all entries that I have published here, there are only a few that I love to keep; it is less than 10 out of 150++ !!
Some brilliant writers always give meaning to my life through their words.. Their words are inspirational and very motivating in every ways. I am still scared if when the book has come out, it will be like a piece of sh** that I will not forgive myself forever.
I think I have to discuss this further with my motivator aka mr darling husband. He sure knows what to say.
So, what is your say? Should I give a try and push myself to the limit and see the result or I better don’t do it if I can’t afford to forgive myself if the outcome is less than what I have expected ?