Sammy
Bio
Australian born and raised and on the verge of turning Twenty-Two, I write when I am at my most vulnerable. Using fiction to heal and the truth to relieve, I'm navigating my time and finding myself through the written word.
Stories (11/0)
The Unfulfilled Bucket List
On December 23rd, 1999, my mother gave birth to a small, blonde babe who did nothing but cry through all hours of the night. That babe was me, the Christmas baby as most of my family would describe. Although it seemed that all the best holidays were packed into one, I hadn't shown any interest in celebrating my birthday or Christmas. No, my favorite holiday to celebrate was New Year’s Eve. If you asked me why, I wouldn't be able to give you a simple, definitive answer. It wasn't the fireworks that were displayed every year like clockwork. It wasn't the excuse to drink until the sun came up and it wasn’t that stupid, midnight kiss that everyone raved about. One of the reasons why I loved New Year’s Eve was, for the metaphor. The idea of a new beginning and the start of something new. The process of making a wish and setting goals for yourself to accomplish for the year to come. I loved reflecting and I adored the feeling of hope that accompanied this day.
By Sammy2 years ago in Motivation
