My Ivory Tower

Where’s your favorite place, may I ask?

It may sound morbid but, the place where my one and only love was buried.

He’s grave.

I dont know why but, it is the only place where my feet takes me everytime I needed a break from all these.

When life feels too much for me, I find myself there.

When I needed to take a good view of life, it is there.

My ivory tower. My place of solitude.

Where the grass and trees are all too friendly to me that I can open up all these hidden emotions.

Where no one will judge why my heart haven’t moved on yet when its already been years.

And I do not have to pretend.

Where the wind touches my cheeks and the sun peeks in my eyes as if telling me that the fight is far from over and reminding me I haven’t given up yet – and that I am on the right track.

The place where a part of my heart was buried.

The place where time stops and looking at nowhere is never a sin.

The place where I can, for a few minutes, be with my beloved.

My heart’s final resting place. My home.


Life has an interesting way of telling me that I am a special chocolate chip cookie baked personally by the hands of God (well, just as everyone of us!). I am loving the challenges. A widow at a young age yet keeping a positive view of the future. Still a believer of magic, fate and true love, taking each day one small step at a time. I have a grand dream! ;-)

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