– Christina K SangmaEleanor was always helping someone else, one might wonder if she ever did anything for herself. She was so busy making life easier for everyone else that she forgot to ask herself a very important question. She sat by the window with a cup of tea and wondered if life had simply become, waiting. So she walked to the old library with wooden floors and shelves that smelled like rain and adventure. “I think I simply remembered I was allowed to be.”