November walk. In leaves and gravel.
After feasting.
We walk in memory and laughter.
Remembering.
And relishing the company in cold air. Clear and true.
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November walk
Category: Memoir
Once upon a time, three women who love to write, lived in the same neighborhood. On an island. In Malaysia.
One of them had an idea.
“Why don’t we form a writers group?” Two were especially eager to learn from the published author among them. All wanted to grow their writing skills and fulfill some writing goals.
In 2015, RagTag Writers was born.
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Letting go
Letting go.
I hold the simple karahi with both hands. We bought these aluminum wok-like pans in the bazaar during our first months in Pakistan.
They sit, hidden behind other pots in the cabinet. Rarely used lately.
It’s time.
