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Trusting the Process

Journal Entry #13: 

"Allah will open the right doors at the right time." These words have stayed with me through the whirlwind of the past week, and looking back, I realize just how beautifully everything has unfolded.  

I had been feeling overwhelmed, as if I was juggling too much at once—my 30-day writing challenge, preparing to be the MC for my mentor's farewell event, work responsibilities, and training for a 10K race. At times, it felt like I was falling short in every area. But here I am, reflecting on the results, and I feel nothing but gratitude.  

The MC event was a success! The compliments I received warmed my heart—hearing people say how good I was and seeing my mentor happy and proud meant the world to me. I poured my heart into it, and it showed.  

On top of that, I managed to finish the 10K with a personal record of 1:34 minutes—not too bad, considering how hectic life has been! Crossing that finish line felt like crossing a milestone, not just in running but in believing in myself.  

And, of course, the joy didn’t stop there. I got to spend time with Rety and Lisa, my dearest friends from Travira Air. Hanging out with them reminded me of how important it is to make space for laughter and connection amidst life’s chaos.  

This experience has shown me that even when I feel like I’m barely keeping it together, Allah is guiding me to where I’m meant to be. The efforts I put in, however imperfect, are never in vain. Every challenge brought me closer to growth, and every moment of doubt was met with a reward.  

Today, I’m pausing to acknowledge how far I’ve come and to remind myself to trust the process. Life may be busy, but it’s also beautiful. And for that, I am deeply thankful.

Love, 


Chits 

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