The title of this post is quite fitting, I feel. I sure have travelled a lot during last week and it is so good to be back home after a week of going through some serious emotional and physical turmoil. I am still worried and anxious about my dad’s health, and being so far away from him and my family is heart wrenching, but the knowledge of his slow but steady progress of recovery after a heart attack is making it less difficult for me to bear my own heartache for him.
Do you ever get that feeling when you want to re-live a particularly pleasant memory by looking through the myriads of…
I miss NYC, I am hopelessly in love with it since September last year, when me and Simon stayed there…