From the terrace to the stars: A Daughter’s letter
Dear Nanna, 10 years. It’s strange to even write that number. A full decade has passed since you left this world, and yet, every beat of my heart still echoes your name. Back in 2021, I wrote to you after six years of losing you. I wrote as a daughter who was hurting, breaking, and still learning to breathe in your absence. Today, I write to you as a daughter who has survived—carrying your love, your voice, your lessons, and your silence in everything I do. So much has changed, Nanna… and yet, nothing has. I still miss you the same. I still cry in silence sometimes—never in front of people. I still search for pieces of you in the sky, in old books, in the smell of a library, in the rhythm of a yoga breath, in the corners of memories that refuse to fade. But now… I also smile more genuinely when I remember you. Because I’ve realized, you’re not just in my memories—you live through me. When I hold a pen, when I sketch on a bad day, when I speak kindly even when I’m hurting, when I tr...
