I thought I walked alone through fire and flood,
but You were there before I knew to look.
Ahead of me when I could not see,
behind me when I could not stand,
around me when the world grew loud,
within me when my voice was gone.
A joyful visit to Chennai’s book fair filled with childhood nostalgia, food, friends, colourful stalls, favorite books, shared excitement, a full heart and the magic of being surrounded by stories.
A humorous, reflective essay where illness revives memory and creativity, as Betty battles flu, recalls childhood sickness, embraces vulnerability, and rediscovers writing as resilience, control, and quiet triumph within life.
A quiet reflection on faith and renewal, this poem honors the unseen ways God rearranges our lives, gently turning us away from the past and toward light.
An anonymous return home where promises, loyalty, and loss become wisdom, forgiveness, and release transforming private grief into freedom, awakening, and the courage to begin again without waiting or regret fear.
Welcoming a new year doesn’t require perfection or reinvention. It begins with honesty, self-compassion, gratitude, and allowing yourself to grow gently, without pressure, shame, or rushing forward.
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