Mother’s Day 2019

In my very first year of formal schooling (that would have been in the early 60’s) my mother would peel grapes, remove their seeds, and chill them in the refrigerator. At recess, she’ll be at the school tuckshop, waiting for me with a cup of those grapes.

Then, she’ll walk home.

I’m sure your mum does great and wonderful things for you too.

But my mum is the best.

And my dad can kick your dad’s ass all the way to England.

(26 years ago, God took mum to be with Him. However, till today, she continues to send signs that she’s still looking out for me.)

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