When I decided to leave the city almost six years ago, I thought I would leave everything so that I could start a new memory. I thought I completely left my young and shattered heart along with the memories of him. I learned to be happy alone despite all that had happened and been done to me by the people I loved so wholeheartedly. I decided to be happy alone and that only changed when I gave birth to Amari.
I never thought I would be completely and truly happy when I gave birth to my daughter. I didn't even think she could give light back to my whole life despite it being dark. She came to me as I was drowning in darkness. She came to me as I was slowly exhausted and consumed by grief. My Amari saved me from drowning in the lake of sorrow and rage - and she deserves a complete and happy
