kumi na saba
Day 17 - Your favorite memory
When I was really young and we lived in Maine and Mom was alive, we lived on a quiet little street where there was a sidewalk I could express to you in detail. On that strip of grass beside it and through the accompanying yards, there were little green-white butterflies, always fluttering low to the ground, blade of grass to blade of grass. We'd chase them, try to catch them together. I don't think we ever caught one and that was half the thrill of it.
I miss her quite a lot right now.
Day 18 - Your favorite birthday
Day 19 - Something you regret
Day 20 - This month
Day 21 - Another moment
Day 22 - Something that upsets you
Day 23 - Something that makes you feel better
Day 24 - Something that makes you cry
Day 25 - A first
Day 26 - Your fears
Day 27 - Your favorite place
Day 28 - Something that you miss
Day 29 - Your aspirations
Day 30 - One last moment