Last week, I went back to the old book that I once read. As I turned its pages, I felt something both familiar and new. The story hadn’t changed, it was the same book, with the same words, the same characters, and the same ending. But as I read, I realized something had changed. It was me.  I was no longer the same person who first read this book…

Last week, I went back to the old book that I once read. As I turned its pages, I felt something both familiar and new. The story hadn’t changed, it was the same book, with the same words, the same …

Sometimes, we sit and think about our  childhood dreams . We reflect on the things we once wanted to achieve and the person we imagined we’d become. Back then, everything felt possible. We thought th…

In our early twenties, we plan everything based on what we think life will be. We have it all figured out, a checklist of milestones waiting to be ticked off. But then, by 25 or later, reality hits u…

I did. I crossed the line, not because I meant to, but because I didn’t realize what I was doing. I kept giving kindness to people who didn’t deserve it, hoping that, eventually, they would appreciat…

Time and distance don’t change the connection?  Do you believe that? I do. Growing up, I realized that the friendships that truly last are the ones that don’t require constant effort to keep alive. T…