Day 8

Gawai Dayak Sanggau

Kamis, 8 Juli 2010

Hari ini kami, Tim Imam Bonjol dan Kak Sandy, pergi ke Gawai Dayak di Sanggau. Kami bergantian dengan kelompok sebelumnya untuk mengunjungi pesta Gawai se-Kabupaten tersebut.

Being a MomSter (Mom & Master) Student in Melbourne!

Wominjeka, Widya!

24 Feb 2025 

Around 1 year ago, I began my new life chapter in a new continent. A neighbour country. 8 hours direct flight from Jakarta. Australia. Melbourne then becomes a place I called home, at least as the address in any registration forms I have filled at the moment.

After a 13-gap-year study and updated few work experiences on LinkedIn, I then continue this dream that turns out never dies inside of me. It was started not long time after my mother departed to her journey in different form of life. I remember it was time that I never imagined in life and I felt a big hole inside of me making me a little bit frustrated. I didn't know what to do nor what should I do next. I thought I need to do something, but what? Should I continue something that I didn't do for so long, escaping from my daily routine? But, what and how? And could I?

Writing for Healing

On 2016, I joined online class of Institut Ibu Profesional (IIP). This is some kind of activity for woman, empowering woman. Whether you are a full time mom or working mom, already having child or not yet, or even single one. There was a session when we, as a woman, was encouraged to write. Because by writing, we can leave legacy and share a lot of things. And I found by my last post about my mourning, it could be a way for healing as well.

It was hard at the beginning to write the moments, I even didn't know where to start. But I tried to pull myself together and began to write it down word by word. After I wrote it, it was felt like the burden has lifted, even not all of it yet. But, it was like a little bit relieved. Losing someone you loved was so hard. Moreover you couldn't see them anymore in this world wherever you would go. It was a truly nightmare, especially when this was a mother. Oh gosh, I still couldn't believe that she was gone. Buatku, salah satu yang semakin membuat kehilangan orang yang dicintai terasa menyesakkan adalah, akan ada banyak momen tanpa mereka bersama kita. This is so hurtful.

When The Light In Your Life Has Gone..

We always ask and pray for the best from Allah in every of our du'a.

But, are we ready for that? Are we ready to accept the best decision that Allah will give to us?

Will you be disappointed when the answer comes and it is not what you expect?

 Do you think that you know what the best for yourself?

I was questioning myself a lot since last October. When our mother finally passed away, leaving a mixed feeling and never ending loss. Now there's a hole that nothing can replace in my life. I never imagined before that it's gonna be this hard. Losing someone who used to do a very important role and always there in every moments in your life, was never easy. But it happened. Bahkan hingga saat ini untuk mengatakan bahwa Beliau sudah tidak ada, begitu berat. Sungguh teramat berat.

It was all started on mid July 2022.

Menjadi Petugas Lapas

Cipinang.

Biasanya saya ke daerah ini adalah untuk mengunjungi Kakak dari Bapak saya alias Pakde. Kebetulan rumah Beliau di Asrama Brimob Cipinang. Bertahun-tahun sejak kecil saya melewati Jl. Bekasi Timur Raya yang mulai bulan Juni 2022 lalu berganti nama menjadi Jl. H. Darip (diresmikan oleh Pak Gubernur Anies Baswedan), tetapi tidak sekalipun saya menyadari betapa besarnya bangunan penjara di daerah Jakarta Timur ini. Hahaha..

Olahraga Pagi WBP

Barulah pada tahun 2017 saya yang secara sukarela mendaftar CPNS di Kemenkumham menyadari bahwa selama ini saya lumayan sering bolak-balik di depan penjara sambil lalu begitu saja tanpa ada rasa apapun. Dan rasa ngeh serta penasaran itu baru muncul setelah pengumuman kelulusan. Terlebih setelah lulus CPNS tidak sedikit yang bertanya, "Apa gak takut nanti kerja di penjara?" hmmm.. iya juga sih, gimana ya dalamnya penjara. Mulai deh kepikiran bagaimana ya isi penjara itu?