Today has come with the morning glory.
The sunshine casts away all my worries.
I look at the past with a smile on my face
while I look at the future and have faith.
It’s been such a long time since I wrote a poem. I didn’t plan to do it. Sometimes, things just happen. Maybe my Muse has come back from vacation.
There are morning glory flowers in our yard, and as their name suggests, they bloom every morning when I let the dogs out. We didn’t plant them. We considered them weeds, but I think they looked pretty, especially in the morning when they bloom.
I finally got some work done today and came to realize how much I missed the story I’m currently working on. I wrote this novel many years ago when I was still struggling with CPTSD and anxiety disorder. Back then, I wasn’t on medication yet if I remember correctly. As I translated the first chapter today, I remembered how much I loved the story and the characters. It was such a good story. Now, I realize why I really wanted to translate this novel into English.
I finished translating the first chapter today and felt so happy. I wanted to do it over and over again just to experience it again. I’m looking forward to working on it next week.
The sauce I ordered the other day arrived late in the afternoon, and I got to eat it with my mangoes from our backyard. The fruit you grow always tastes different.
Today, I’m grateful that I wrote that book. I love it so much that just rereading the first chapter today brought me joy and made me realize the purpose of my life as a writer.
–Petra
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