Personal Stories

I never thought I’d get emotional over a locker—but here I am, writing about it like it’s the main character in a drama series.

This locker wasn’t just where I

This is my very first blog post. I wrote it from the heart –it means a lot to me.

Ever since I was a little girl, I used to hear that question: “What do you want to be when you

Four years ago, as an elementary school teacher, I was trapped in a frantic pace. Today, bedridden for a year and a half, I’m fighting chronic fatigue syndrome. Here’s what this ordeal has taught me.

I was that teacher who

Whispers In The Night

By Magdaline Mwangi

For a while, I kept dreaming about animals.

It wasn’t just once. It was almost every night for weeks. First, a

If I could go back and sit across from my 25-year-old self at a tiny kitchen table — coffee mugs between us, maybe a notebook nearby — here’s what I’d tell her

When absence becomes its own kind of inheritance

“Happy Father’s Day! Unfortunately, I’m not there to cook you lunch, but enjoy your day.”

That’s how it landed — cold, uninvited, like a fly on a fresh wound. Father’s Day. If

— red velvet cake and coffee for breakfast. cause i am a successful writer. thank you. #gratitude. #notetoself. #succesfulwriterseries. —

“Grew up in a small town and when the

Kami memulai hubungan ini seperti dua orang yang baru jatuh cinta lagi. Sudah lama sejak terakhir kali kami pacaran — mungkin tiga tahun. Rasanya kami lupa bagaimana caranya menjalin hubungan. Canggung. Senyum malu-malu, obrolan yang tertahan, dan cengengesan yang muncul

Stacks of plastic totes and cardboard boxes lie in neat rows, towering to the ceiling in the garage. It took a few days, but we’ve gone from having a tight and winding path through the basement to