19.

hours to go.
I honestly am having mixed feelings about leaving.
Yes, I'm excited. But my sadness beats everything else.
Had a kenduri yesterday and most of my family came. After all the chats and laughter, I realised that this is the last time I'll see them for a while. If I miss anyone, I can't just start my car and drive to see them.
I've packed. And repacked.
I guess I'm a little paranoid.

Bismillah.
May Allah ease this journey.

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