Fifi's diary

I hate death. So much! Ironically, it is part of life. The only encounter I have had of someone close to me dying was when my grandmother passed away. It hurt so badly. I miss her so much. 2020 has been a really rough year, from Corona Virus to people dying left, right and centre. For every time a death has been confirmed, I am in total shock. I hurt for the lives they could have had and I hurt for their loved ones. No one can fill the void that would be left. Absolutely no one, because there's just one of them. For some reason, I always grieve alongside with them, because why should the life of someone that's so loved just be cut off? It seems so very unfair, yet it is 'fair' in a skewed way, because we all must die. Death causes so much pain, and I know it's selfish of me to say, but I don't want any of my loved ones to die. If the death of someone I never knew shakes me this much, I don't want to experience the death of another loved one. I als

Some days ago, I had loads of ideas on how I would word today's post, and now I'm at a loss for words. It's been a little over a year since I have written here, and being back here feels like when you go back to visit the house you grew up in. Do you know that feeling where you pass by your old neighbourhood and remember all the fond memories? That's what it feels like for me. The only difference is that I plan to stay here for a really long while.  So much has happened in the past year: • I turned 24. • I opened a new page on IG, @fifiskitchenn where I post food recipes and pictures. (It makes me so happy). • I spent one year at my Job. • I cut my hair several times. So, you see, quite a number of things have happened, every other thing is pretty much the same. I genuinely missed writing here and sharing my thoughts with everyone. I have two places where I can share my thoughts as freely as I want to, and this is one of them. What have you been up to