Today is the annual bittersweet moment.

“Time heals all wounds” is a quote I reflect on and sometimes question. Permanent scars remind me of the pain and the mercy of survival. Mental health has been the price this year. 

I’ve taken my healthcare more seriously, putting aside fears to have the checks and examinations. I finally had that painful, broken tooth removed after three years. 

We lost Sammy on this day. He was the heart and soul of our diminishing family. Tonight, I’ll continue to reflect beneath the beautiful full moon.

Time heals all wounds.

Happy birthday.