Life is Great

Leaving last April was easier, either that or I was in denial.

As we go home and I observe that things slowly deteriorate due to lack of care, a small part of me hurts. As much as I want to keep this beautiful place, I knew even then this day would eventually come. I will miss the abundant sunlight and vibrant colors of this small space, the space I had wanted to make my home but had to give up.



Goodbyes are always difficult for the things you love and hold dear. Sometimes memories are just not enough.