The Jazz of Life
Blue notes blend with grace.
Echoes linger, finding space.
Secrets reside,
where fleeting moments hide.
In every glimpse, a story spins.
The jazz of life, our journey begins
A memoir in the works. Random thoughts, dreams, wishes and memories.
Saturday, October 12, 2024
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The distance between how I thought my life would be and how it came to be, I don't know to calculate it. I was born and lived my teenag... -
“I looked at Antonia and I saw that she is beautiful” - said my son. He was five years old, and his sister, Antonia, was born a few week... -
"Pieces of Me" You don't know this new me; I put back my pieces differently. I’ve been opening my laptop today, thinking of...