Trigger warning: this one is going to be a little dark.
In my teens, I watched a movie about a girl who loses her brother in an accident. She goes to a singing camp where she overcomes her stage fright and learns to properly grieve her brother. And everyone hugs at the end.
By M.K. Rushokye
This week marks a year since my baby sister went to be with the Lord.
For those following, you’ll notice that I skipped day 13. I’d like to say its because its unlucky number 13, but nah, it’s because January blues hit my fridge really hard and its now just recovering. Now! Cue card says I’m supposed to list 3 healthy habits. I don’t know if it’s 3 healthy habits …