Looking For My Dad; Finding Me

I grew up with an absent father, and I had no idea just how much it had affected me until just recently. When I was much younger, I used to be his princess: he’d take me out, he’d always be there to listen to me and he’d always keep his promises. And that made me…

Happy New Year.

Cheers to a new decade. Am wishing you a wonderful 2020. Here’s a new book, a new chapter, a new page; and the pen is in your hand, let’s write something really good. Perfectionist me is pretty happy because I now have a fresh start to make things right. Most of all I want is…

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Just waiting for the month to come to an end. So I can start anew.