Four Years of Writing

Four years ago we had just celebrated my grandfather’s last birthday and my heart was shattered. Losing him was like losing an entire lifetime of love and safety. Even though I didn’t know it back then there were so many stories and emotions in me that needed an outlet. I felt that my grief would come out better in writing, because there was so much I couldn’t say out loud. It was a scary experience but my imagination took me far and my short story slowly became a novel.

I?m extremely grateful to the people who have kept me going when I was freaking out or even when my words never made sense. Your advice is planted so deeply into my heart that I unpack them and use them whenever I feel low. Your encouraging comments are the fuel that keep me going and whatever happens I?ll forever be grateful…