‘Lady High Control Freak’ was the nickname given to me by myself and my friends. I loved to be in control. Heck! I could control how I spoke, what I said, how I sat, how I looked, and how things should go. Or so I thought!
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They say funerals are the best places to hear the nicest things about people. Emma’s own wasn’t any different. She was loved by many, as I came to understand. Yet, none of these people were there the night she overdosed on her sleeping pills.
Continue reading “Day 30: Another Letter”Surround yourself with things that make you happy. For me it’s plants, scented candles, Bible and books, seashells or anything that represents nature, memorabilia and anything that reminds me of traveling.
Love,
M.
I believe it’s a great privilege to be able to eat and appreciate food with others. Something about sharing meals together strengthens the bond and keeps our spirits high.
I just got notified that my last post was the 500th post on the blog. Been actively writing here for 6 years, and it’s all a proof of God’s faithfulness! Thanks for sharing in my journey. I’ve very much enjoyed blogging here. To celebrate, I’ve decided to share a personal piece on living in the now. Hope you find it helpful! ❤️❤️❤️❤️
