I have officially broken the virginity of my blog. I have heard so much about blogs and thought "yeah what the heck" let me create one to. One way to rant and rave.
I remember the days, getting a diary from my mom for my birthday. A diary that had a lock on and the pages smelt like flowers. The excitement of having something personal, something nobody but you or someone special can see inside.
I use to write in all different colours. My handwriting always changed according to my mood and so did my creativity in colours. In a good mood, it was multi-coloured and in a bad mood was in either black or dark blue.
Today I am in a inbetween mood. Starting a blog brought back memories of my best friend who passed away 13 years ago. We use to write in our own personal diary and then swop them with each other to read.
I never got to go to her funeral and to this day I regret it. I wish I could find her mom and ask her where she is laid to rest. All I want to do is go visit her grave and at least put some flowers on it and let her know I am thinking of her!
She gave me a box before she passed away. It was wrapped in gift paper and a little note that said "whenever you are lonely or even feeling blue, know that I am thinking of you. This little box is filled with my love and friendship just for you"
People may come and go in our lives but they leave footprints in our hearts.
Treasure every moment and live life to the fullest.
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