07 February 2011

Aujourd'hui, c'est le 7 février.

Today, although not extraordinary, was a day that I'd been longing for for a while. Everything seemed to fall right into place leaving a light at the end of the tunnel. Truth be told, I'm not sure why today was so healing, but I know I spent a good chunk of it reminiscing on things I'll never forget.

-The time my grandma hacked a snake into pieces nonchalantly as she continued her phone conversation.
-Sitting on papa's lap listening to his war stories.
-A random Romanian man who gave me the inspiration for language at Books a Million.
-In preschool when some snot-nosed brat tried to steal my man ha.
-My first stationary show.
-My grandma's reaction to the first note I wrote her in Spanish.

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