A place for me to voice my fear, dreams, frustrations, and everything in between. A place for me to get feedback and moral support like a warm cup of coffee in the morning or an a rainy day.

Nostalogia

Writing a memoir about losing the man you thought you would marry brings back a lot of painful memories. As I work on this assignment for school, tears roll down my cheeks. But I hope that by writing about it, I can box it up and put it away for the time being.

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