If I were to write the story of my mother's life, it would take up several months of blog posts and even then that would be incomplete. At 78 (79 this year), she is busier than most people half her... Continue Reading →
I really disliked Mother's Day. It's mainly because whenever Mother's Day arrived, I would become a very selfish person with very unrealistic expectations. Every year I set myself up for disappointment and by the end of that day, I was disappointed... Continue Reading →
If I were to write the story of my mother's life, it would take up several months of blog posts and even then that would be incomplete. At 75, she is busier than most people half her age and her... Continue Reading →