I have been so caught up in life, I’ve forgotten to document S.
Ramadaan is here. This year is different.
A clingy lovable soon to turn four years old is killing me with constant answers to anything I say or question.
She has adopted this new style of cry face where she quivers her lower lip, reminding me of the drama queen I have always been.
Smiling with wide teeth after being in the wrong is exactly me 25 years ago.
if you ever wish to know how I was when I was growing up, witnessing my offspring live, is your best chance.
Mom, I can feel you.
To my brother, sorry for being a prick. Always.
It is Payback time.
Now, I believe in karma, but it’s too late.
