To the happiness of love

There were clutches pulling her down, she struggled to remain on her feet,  societal norms blowed over heavily. But he held her hand strong n steady, watching her,  bracing the storms himself. She looked up, she rose up. In his support she found her strength. Proud of his belief she set flight n he was the wind beneath her wings,  as comrades they flew together building a beautiful life as equals,  as friends n as a family. 

A letter to mom

Ma there was so much to tell you.  Six years that we have spent far away frim each other.  So many many hours worth of stories.  No apps or calls or photos calm my heart.  I graduated.  There was a book they published with my name on it. Your short visit just passed by.  I didn't get to sit and just live with you.  Probably never will.  Just cant accept the separation is forever.  It cant be.  But we met after a year.  Maybe the distance is forever.
Maybe we live separate lives.  I never knew growing up is about growing away.
I love you mommy.