Completing my first book We Made It Happen was not just about publishing a book. For me, it felt like reclaiming a part of myself.

I never formally learned poetry writing. As a child, I used to write a few poems here and there. One of my poems was even published in my school magazine, and at that time it felt like a huge reward. But life happened, and for many years I stopped writing.

After my delivery, during my postpartum days, something quietly changed. I began scribbling words again — small thoughts, quotes, little reflections. Nothing planned, nothing structured. Just words coming out of my mind and heart. Slowly I realized that writing poetry was helping me release my tension. It became a form of therapy for me.

Most of my writing happened during very simple moments — when my baby was asleep. That became my small “me time.” In those quiet pockets of the day, words started flowing again.

Then one day, quite unexpectedly, I felt a strong urge: I want to become a published author.

I didn’t know where to start. I didn’t know the process. So I began searching for options, and that is how I discovered Amazon KDP self-publishing. For people like us who don’t know the traditional publishing path, it felt like a beautiful opportunity.

I still remember the moment I clicked the Publish button.

Then came the waiting.

I kept checking my email again and again, waiting for the confirmation message saying that my book was live on Amazon. For the eBook it took about three days. For the paperback it took a little longer, because some small corrections were suggested. Altogether it took around five days.

Those five days felt very long.

I was constantly checking my email. My heart was racing every time I opened my inbox. I just wanted to see that message.

And then one morning, around 7 a.m., the email finally came.

Amazon informed me that my book was live.

I still remember that moment very clearly. I looked at the screen and felt something indescribable. Until then I had received many emails in my life, but that message felt different. It felt beautiful in a way I had never experienced before.

It was a dream come true — a dream that had been quietly living inside me for about 21 years.

Of course, the most beautiful moment of my life will always be hearing my baby’s first cry. Nothing can replace that. But the email that morning — telling me that I had become a published author — was another deeply special moment.

Even now, after publishing three books, every time a new book goes live, I remember that first feeling.

Sometimes emotions are too big for words. Even as someone who writes, I still find it difficult to fully express what that moment meant to me.

But if I had to describe it in one sentence, I would say this:

It felt like reclaiming myself.