So, once a week I reflect and write down what I am grateful for and every week I write something about the love I have for my village...
How big is your village?
Why 12 raisins?
At the stroke of midnight, I ate 12 raisins, one at a time, each one representing one wish for the New Year...Wishes fulfilled, I embark on a new journey. A journey of writing, motherhood and reflecting on this thing called life.
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