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Category Archives: Memoirs

Summer Romance

When I was a little girl, I dreamed of Romance. It wasn’t until I was much older did I realize that Romance came in many, many forms. Last year, I faced the end of Romance. The kind of Romance that I had dreamt about as a child. But with the end of that Romance, I […]

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Goodbye, My Love

You were my love. My everything. So- I often ask myself: what happened to us? Young, carefree, in the bloom of health, with love to guide our way. Or so we thought. Last night, I thought of you. I lay beside our daughter, beautiful thing that she is, with your eyes, your chin, your mouth. […]

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From the Outside Looking In

Isn’t that simply the way of the world- when one is weary, alone, (or so it seems) in this great big world? A few months ago, I had everything. Albeit nothing was perfect, save for my daughter. But then again, I am now the one listening to Clair de Lune all by myself, in this […]

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I love you

You’re mine. I love you. I love you. I love you. How many different ways can I say this? I can’t even begin to describe how you’ve made me feel so complete. As a woman. As a person. As the kind of being God would be proud of. I love you. You came from within […]

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One year

I’m dreaming of the traces that he left behind. Sight, sound, smell. It feels new. And painful all over again. Has it been one year already? How quickly time passes- but deep inside, the heart that was within me ceases to heal, continuing to bleed and putrefy with each passing day. Some days I laugh […]

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You…

Dominate my dreams. Make my toes tingle. Colour my cheeks. Cleanse my soul. Liberate my senses. Spill into my eyes. Make me weep. Believe that I am a faerie. Laugh with me. Trust my judgment. Hold my beating heart. Power my mind. You. You. You. What have you done? That I should become this pliable […]

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The Rescue

She was rescued by an Angel. He appeared before her in the form of a human, of the last person she ever saw before the Attempt, and even in his kind face, she saw resplendence and glory. He stood outside her door, a grave hint of a smile lining his face. Without knowing why she […]

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The Butterfly

…the quietude of the night. Her daughter sleeping soundly beside her, the occasional baby snore punctuating the stillness of the night, the hum of the air-conditioner purring in the room. Pachelbel’s Suite No. 1: Serenade played on her iPod. She pattered out into the living room, not understanding why (or perhaps she did) she had […]

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The Attempt

She had contemplated ways and means, methods and madness. How she would do it. Her tears were a silent scream lodged in her throat, unable to force their way out into the crazy world. She methodically read manuals, calmly wrote a holographic will in her hand. Left a note for her daughter. And to the […]

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Confessions of a Shopaholic

*Own it. Own it. Own it* I’m owning it, damnit. Hi, my name is Pin Lean and I’m a shopaholic. It has been 108 hours since I last shopped. Thank you! I know. It’s a difficult feat, but I’m clean for more than 24 hours! I made it. Today, I’m owning up to it. That […]

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