Often in the past years I would conduct a quick solat hajat come new year (I do this occasionally on varying days as well, particularly when I need some spiritual uplifting), and most annual marks would be a slew of prayers hoping for the year to unfold with prosperity, and achieving my resolutions with success.
This year, I found myself weeping onto the sejadah and demanding to God to keep my family and my loved ones safe; I am not around them anymore; this has been a constant prayer ever since I have moved. It was the only thing I could muster up the courage to pray for this year. A simple wish, a heavy burden. I'm hoping this calendar year would go well.
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