After 15 months of my Amma’s death, she entered my life. I was 11 years old. It was a Monday morning, when I first met her. She was just about…
Epitome of Love
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Beauty…through her eyes…!!!
Real beauty…as I sat down to write this post…my four year old sat next to me and asked…. “Mama, what are you writing????” I said that I was writing a…