Guidance

Whether we feel blessed or cursed,Our angels are always near,Whispering to us in our most obscure moments,Lifting us up and guiding us through each step.©ZeinaA.G

The Beach House

This is a little old I wrote it for my Godmother, it brought me comfort to re-read. I wanted to re-share here and dedicate it to anyone dealing with a loss whether fresh or old, hang in there ♥ The beach is where I imagine she’d be, with the sound of her footprints scrunching down…

How a memory becomes a treasure? ~Old Post~

Hey,I was looking through my old word documents and found something I wrote in 2005.(I was 18. My cousins were 5 and 7 years old.) It was published in a local magazine back then. If I find it I’ll share here.It’s dedicated to my late aunt and her wonderful, brave kids. ♥ How a memory…

Things that lurk beneath the surface.

I find it quite fascinating what hides between our words, our concerns…What lurks beneath the surface of that mask we wear everyday…Is it fear, kindness, hatred, a certain grudge, grief or despair? Are we just passing time trying not to miss the people who have left us? Are we all just trying to survive the…

Battles

How many battles in life do you have to go through to win yourself back? ©ZeinaA.G

Throwback- Facebook Memory

This showed up in my facebook memories 3 years ago ♥ A day before my grandfather’s funeral. My earliest childhood memories revolved around sending salutations to you on a video tape all the way to Australia. You gave the best piggy back rides, the best supermarket cart rides. You hated when I glued to you…

Second Chances

I’ve forced myself to forget how many candles I’ve lit in your favor. Sometimes I wonder if all the prayers and wishes for your well being went to waste. Your struggles were so overwhelming that I wonder if I could pick all the broken pieces you left. Or even glue everything back together, but it’s…

An Old Post~Crossroads~

This is something I wrote in 2014 that I just discovered while looking through my old files. Hope you all like it. Crossroads Her night came like a raging storm, too swiftly and un-expectedly as she lays in her bed at night startled from a haunting nightmare. Shivers run down her spine as the air…

2-Memories of a Healing Heart.

This piece of writing goes back to 2008. I wrote this during a time in my life where I really wanted to understand the changes that had happened around me.It was the first time I discovered the healing powers of writing.Hope you all like it.

1- Memories of a Healing Heart.

This piece of writing goes back to 2008. I wrote this during a time in my life where I really wanted to understand the changes that had happened around me. It was the first time I discovered the healing powers of writing.Hope you all like it. I look at places I’ve been before,And see the…