To you...

I miss you so much.

Today is the anniversary of the day you died. It’s been eight years since I saw your beautiful, deep blue eyes looking back at me, or feel your touch on my head, caressing my hair. You, the one after whom I was named the one I loved and will always love because I carry you with me, in a special part on my heart.

New Approach

Here’s the thing. I’m going through a creative procrastination phase. Yes, that’s a real thing, so let me elaborate. 

Writing, and I’m counting since I seriously decided to write and learn about the craft, has been my life. To the first waking hour until late at night when I would lie in bed, many times even after lying down, my mind couldn’t stop thinking, exploring, imagining and mentally writing the stories that would get hold of me and wouldn't let go.