Now , that’s a perfect start . I have been struggling , thinking , re-thinking , going back and forth about posting my first blog post . and what better way to start , then beginning with the person , life first began with .
I have always taken my moms presence as a fact of life . Just like air , water, our mother earth . From the day I came into being ( I wasn’t aware of my being then, just like you , just seeing blobs of color , crying whenever I wanted… I must have ) she was there . Selfless and patient .
My mom is a fixer . If there is anything that is broken around the house , you can bet ,she is at it , and she wouldn’t rest till its done . But she never tried to repair us , she…
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