Once upon a time, a random stranger on the internet asked whether she had to keep going doing her Phd and bringing all the family or just letting go because it seemed so hard and full of hassles. I typed an answer which sounded so wise at that time :
“One that looks the hardest and the craziest decision in the short term, most of the time is the right decision on the long term. Do the math right for the first 3 months, fully supported by the husband, set the right intention why you want to go, if you’re done with all of that, have courage and jump. Allah will provide the ways. Not a Phd mom, but once went through the same decision of moving abroad”.
It’s actually an advice I need for myself whenever sending the little girl to some of her classes feels so draining, physically, mentally, and emotionally. Like today.
Doing right things and doing it right is hard.
“Hidup bener itu sulit, sis”. I said to my sister.
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