The Intensive Care Unit seemed an unlikely place to start my draft, but December was a struggling month for me and my desire to write and complete a short story was a priority. Ten years is way too long for me. I’ve written letters and prose, but to organize my thoughts and finish a story was a big challenge for me.

My freedom to pray with the true language of my heart is the best starter gift for this year. As I seek guidance and wisdom to express my current joy in my walk of faith, I know my words will not be enough to show how grateful I am. At last, I am over the drafting phase. One story is truly significant for me. It’s still rough on some parts, but I can’t wait to write more and grow. The best is yet to overflow from my heart.