21/05/2026
I’m proud of myself because I survived the days I thought I couldn’t🫂We never know what will be the last. We never know when it’s the last goodbye, the last memory, the last touch, the last meeting, or the last fragrance. It’s one of the bitterest realities.
Some glimpses of my beautiful garden. Not just a garden, it used to be my safe space. We never know when we visit a place for the last time, or when we become just a guest or a visitor to a place or a person. It hurts.
But at the end of the day, I’m sharing this with you: if you’ve survived anything like this, please appreciate yourself. You are braver than you think.
