This story begins when I was a child: I was born poor. Often we hadn’t enough to eat. Whenever we had some food, Mother often gave me her portion of rice. While she was transferring her rice into my bowl, she would say “Eat this rice, son! I’m not hungry.” This was Mother’s First Lie. … Read more
Love is scaring away monsters in the middle of the night, then again at 1:00 a.m., 2:00 a.m! Love is putting peanut butter on anything as long as they’ll eat it! Love is knowing how to disguise vegetables 30 different ways. Love is reading the same bedtime story for the 999th time. Love is a … Read more
We are connected, My child and I, by An invisible cord Not seen by the eye. It’s not like the cord That connects us ’til birth This cord can’t been seen By any on Earth. This cord does its work Right from the start. It binds us together Attached to my heart. I know that … Read more