When you find something that was hidden right underneath you…
A reckoning of Appreciation
Sometimes words need to, try to do justice.
A story of unselfishness named Momma
“she couldn’t turn back …”
Family ties – A pseudo-poem
I’ve never done anything by myself.
My family is truly the greatest collection of human beings I have ever encountered.
Asking the question of: Who are you?
Do we really know who we are?
Birthday reflections: A letter to Shun P.
What can I say or give to you on your birthday? Would the typical platitudes of shouting Happy Birthday in concert with a balloon drop suffice? I’m inclined to think that it will not. I wanted to give you something of substance, provided that you are open to accept it. I want to speak truthContinue reading “Birthday reflections: A letter to Shun P.”
An ode to Love
What is love really?
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