The Stories I Carry
Writing About People Whenever I sit down to write, I find words flowing easily when I describe myself, my thoughts, or the little moments of my day. But when it comes to writing about people—the ones who truly mean something to me—I pause. My hands hover over the keyboard, my heart beats a little faster, and I wonder if my words will ever be enough. People sometimes ask me, half-jokingly, “You write about so many things, but why not about us? Don’t we matter enough to be in your words?” I laugh it off, but deep inside, I know the truth: writing about people is not something I can do lightly. It takes me more time, more energy, more love. Because when I write about someone, I want to give them more than sentences—I want to give them a piece of life, a reflection of their soul, and a little corner of immortality in my words. Words can make someone smile, bring them back to a forgotten memory, or even heal a wound they never spoke about. That is why I cannot just write carelessly ab...
