To the One I Was — and the One I’m Becoming. I know the weight you’ve been carrying. Some of it is yours, some of it was handed to you without asking. You’ve done your best to hold it all together — even on the days when it felt like the pieces would scatter beyond…
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A Letter To My Younger Self
Dear younger me, You were always the quiet one — the girl who preferred books over parties, cozy corners over loud rooms. You felt safer in your own world, where your thoughts could wander freely and your heart didn’t have to perform. And that’s okay. That was never a flaw. That was your beginning. I…
When Love Speaks
Without Words.. There’s a kind of bond between a mother and daughter that doesn’t always need to be spoken. It’s built in the quiet, everyday moments— the ones that don’t shout for attention but echo with something lasting. It’s the way your hearts settle when you’re simply near each other. The comfort of knowing you…
Who Am I?
This is who I am. I can be open and yet guarded.Can be silly but shy.Is playful and yet serious most times.I’m very much into alone times.Quiet moments.Genuine people.Blue skies.Finding the perfect dandelions.Crying over a movie.Road trips.Family.Have I mentioned alone times?
Charina.Writes 