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…

Short Story Excerpt.

Lately, I’ve been struggling with the plot of a new short story. Trying to write a deep and meaningful character. Today I was reading what I’ve written and this stood out. I don’t know if it will fit with the story I’m trying to write. However, I immediately fell in love with writing again. ♥…

Lessons Grief Has Taught Me.

Grief is never consistent, you could be fine for one minute and completely break down the next. For a moment, you could be the shoulder that everyone cries on . You could feel un-stoppable and courageous just for making it through a difficult situation. Then for the next few days you could break down from…

I Looked Inside

I looked inside,Into my depth, My night I thought will never end. I tumbled over the things I couldn’t see. I tried to focus into the darkness,And that was when the stars appeared. ©Zeina A.G

The Veil

Stuck in a whirlwind of memories and nostalgia she noticed the world continued to move forward without her. Wherever she went, she wore her grief as a veil sometimes it was so thick that she couldn’t see past it. She knew her grief would come in waves and when the veil was transparent, she noticed…

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…

Wherever I go…

Wherever I go my soul keeps finding ways to stay grounded and connected to all the beauty around me. And no matter how far I stray my beating heart keeps pulling me back into writing. -ZeinaA.G

It’s Okay!

It may seem like you have a hard shell,But I know it’s cracked on the inside. You can say whatever you want,Your words can be full of strength and perseverance,But I know that behind your brave words lies a broken heart. You can smile all want,And wear that brave face which makes people think you’re…

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…

Maybe…

To my Godmother, You’ve been gone for sixteen years already, that’s half my lifetime. Over the years I may have resented you a little for leaving too soon and missing so much of what goes on in my life. I may have blamed you for not being there because no one else understood me like…