Bleeding wounds

Ma has been crying in her sleep. She wishes she could have been with Baba during his days on earth. Ma wonders if he was scared, comfortable or hopeful that he would come home. Baba never got a chance to bury the love of his life, he was in quarantine and he was only ableContinue reading “Bleeding wounds”

The happiest girl alive

It’s good to be back๐Ÿ˜Š and I hope someone missed me๐Ÿ™ˆ. This blog post was inspired by an article I read On Becoming. The post is long overdue but here it is๐Ÿ˜„ Dear Diary For the first time in fourteen years, I managed to talk about the death of my brother. Although it hurts, itContinue reading “The happiest girl alive”

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