This is her. She did not put this picture because she thinks she was cute.
But because in a somewhat seriousness of the 8 year-old her, she wonders whether she’d ever imagined then, how her life would be. Her brief life in UK. The architecture she practices. Her passion in photography. The places she’d been. The great friends she made. The wonderful man she married. The beautiful daughter and son she gave birth to. The things she’d do, the adventures she strives for.
In which all happiness, sorrows and pain that makes life what it is, are written here, in her journal that is at the moment, untitled.