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Requiem

by RitzWrites

Imagine πŸ’­ I had a dream where my mother mustered the courage to own her truth; unabashedly and unapologetically. In that parallel universe, she owned her own identity, and not being defined as someone's wife or daughter. She never fell for anyone where she was obliged to stay, rather she dared to leave. Pursuing her dreams and travels to places she has never been before, chasing sunsets and dreams. Like the Phoenix from the ashes, she rebuilds her life from the scratch. In another life, I don't wish to be born so that my mother can reap the benefit to live, laugh and love. ~RitzWrites πŸ₯€
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Written by
RitzWrites
30 / F
Published
Jul 18, 2024
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. "But behind all your stories is your mother's story, for hers is where yours begins." β€”Mitch Albom, For One More Day

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