Little Achievements.

When my daughter was born, my life was in the middle of turmoil, nothing else seem to be right in the narratives of my journal, my marriage was doomed, our relationship was extremely broken, though I loved him, he was too sick to understand his misbehavior was indeed very destructive, I truly felt alone, though I always had the support of my family, due to depression I didn't realize I could've just walked out and forget all about it with their help.
I named her Nadia, cause it means "Promise of hope" I knew that no matter how bad it was, God would always take care of me, let's just say, conceiving Nadia was indeed a miracle.
Her sole presence in my life had since, been the reason of the
strength, which still surprises me every day.
If I had to choose an image to describe the panic I was feeling at that time, I'd say, very, very dark, pitch black it's not dark enough, it was like the sky on the ocean when a hurricane is generating all this winds of let's say 100 mph, and you