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I just miss my mom so much. Oh, what I would trade just for me to have a glimpse of her and to hug her for a second. ☹️

No better sound in this world than the sound of the rain.⛈

can’t wait, but it’s sad to think that this will be our first Christmas without mommy🥺😢

🎄100 Days Till Christmas🎄🎁

This reminds me of Christmas in Hogwarts.🏰🤍

See, your king comes to you, righteous and having salvation, gentle and riding on, a donkey.

—Zechariah 9.9

Praise the Lord, our God, for hearing my cry for hope and salvation last night. My heart is grateful for granting my mom another new day to live. I am forever indebted to You!🙏🏼

Envy can kill.

someday...

This.

I was a gifted child. Until I wasn't. I was the golden girl. Until I couldn't burn anymore.

My parents expected me to build wings of gold and fly further than anyone could ever try. I don't blame them, having a child to raise is like sculpting a clay pot, you can shape it the way you like, paint it the colour you fancy. To raise a child is to play God. To raise a child is to be God.

But to be a child is to fall, to make mistakes, to fail. The thing about being too bright at an early age means you burn out by the time you're 16 and suddenly the world around you becomes more gray and terribly, terribly lonely. The fire is never warm enough, nothing is ever enough. And one day you find yourself begging to a godless sky, begging for a new spark.

I was a gifted child once. I was the golden girl. And one day, I burned out.

-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The world is a sphere of ice and our hands are made of fire