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Finding Light in the Struggles and Small Victories

As November passes and the end of 2024 nears, I find myself reflecting. Last week was tough—filled with challenges that only Allah SWT truly understands. But in His infinite wisdom, He left a small light for me: a single email, a small yet meaningful achievement.

Growing up, I watched my family face struggles, and those moments shaped me into a hardworking woman who refuses to give up. I push forward, striving with everything I have, meeting rejections head-on until the only option left is to keep trying. I've been on a mission to prove that I am enough—and this email brought a bit of validation. My paper has been accepted for publication in an international academic journal, a significant milestone towards my master's degree. Although it’s still pending a final editor review, this small success feels like a reminder to keep going, even when things seem uncertain.

This comes at a time when life has thrown yet another challenge my way. Last month, I was diagnosed with a benign parathyroid tumor on the left side of my neck. It's growing, so surgery is needed soon to remove it and check for any active cells. After already dealing with a breast tumor removal earlier this year, hearing this news felt like free-falling from the highest building. The fear, the endless overthinking—it all surged up again.

But today, this small achievement feels like a light urging me forward. It tells me to push through, to face the surgery with courage, and to embrace life to its fullest once more. So here I am, on a Monday in the second week of November, ready to keep moving forward.

Love,

Chits

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