Dear Photograph,

I finally moved out of the humble house I called home for the past twenty years. It may not have been the safest or nicest neighborhood but it was family, it was culture, it had compassion and it was full of love. Without it I wouldn’t be as resilient as I am today. A bittersweet milestone of my life….bitter because the twenty years of memories have either been thrown out or saved in a few sad cardboard boxes. Sweet because I can’t tell you how excited I am to explore and conquer the world this year, past those familiar front steps

Yours, Diana