Being with grand kids a lovely experience one unexpected leaves me filled with joy. It is not the happiness that counts alone but the responsibility that calls.
it is been a forgotten role, that of a mother, My children being away for more than a decade. I try to refresh and rekindle the passion lost long. I take care of them, cook what they like.
Not any day, a stellar performance , I turn busy, run on errands, bathe them, feed them, an unexpected rejuvenation happens.I am a mother encore. I support them full, spite of being a ghost of what I was ten years from now.
I find a picture that of big and small some very minute and negligible appear big and remarkable being made to understand that prejudice plays a significant role, the one who wins favour stands at an enviable state top of the world, where his defects go unnoticed however colossal they might be while one who has no clout is placed in a situation devastating, his slips turn great weakens him. leads to contempt pushing him to solitude.