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7 Posts for The 7th Year : The Fifth Year

(Previously The first year, the second year, third year, the fourth year).

A game changer year.

It was just the right time when everything felt so frustrating. Everything done to make her language better, or in this case, sounded normal, no longer showed any progress.

Changed the therapy place and it was even worse. Never would I imagine I could throw a rage in public and felt no slightest regret doing that.It surely my frustration spoke loudly.

Read books,articles,and researches,regarding this case without no clear answer. Asked desperately in silence with tears to at least,understand what happened here.

It felt like being pushed to take a trip you didn’t have any idea about the destination so you didn’t know what to do,what to bring,and until when.

For someone who is almost always with plans,know at least a big picture of what she wants, this was depressing.

Then, it happened.

Beyond explanation.
Beyond human calculation.
Beyond the wildest imagination

He turned our world around through an email found on the spam. Would never forget the night calling from that secluded hospital said an interview had done with the person from the email.

In less than an hour,an official offer letter to work in one of specialized hospitals, exactly the subject that the doctor had been looking for in many places, landed in the email.

At first I thought,

“Is this another joke and trip into the unknown?”

But, this is why we need to believe there is a greater being who could turn our life around as easy as 1,2,3.

He moved us across the continent to answer all the questions. Mine,him,hers altogether. Years that felt like being in a dark long tunnel suddenly met the light at the end.

It was like having sudden ‘approved’, ‘approved’, ‘approved’, of many things we’d been praying for years..

Led to the answer of our many questions step by step. The answers itself were given in details, precisely, even better than the initial requests.

Requests were granted abundantly. It still gave me goosebumps to remember the way all the things came to us in this particular year.

So, always ask. Desperately. Then put your utmost trust.

The starting line of a whole new world for us.

How come it wasn’t? From secluded hospital in little vilage of Borneo to top hospital in Queen Square, from playing with friends and moms in east Jakarta to playing with The Royal of Englands in London Park..

Nice joke this time, life!

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