The Perfect Month

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November used to be the perfect month for me. The month where I get oh so excited about each coming days.

November was my February. My love month. Having this guy around makes time not enough for everything.

Bringing me to the greatest conclusion that – he is my everything and I am his.

And just like last year, today should have been our sixth together.

I envy the old me, when looking at the pictures – she was plainly happy knowing he was always beside her every single day. Nothing else matters back then.

As life made some major turns a few years back, now, I am as lost as when I was in the past. Do not have the slightest idea of which path I should be threading.


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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