He laughed heartily when I clicked the lock on the doorknob. Clapping his hands and jumping with glee, he asked … Continue reading Children of yesterday
That’s how we were, and that’s how I am now with the rest of my family. Maybe it’s because I don’t remember getting hugged or kissed by my parents when I was growing up. I don’t remember kissing and hugging them, either. Same with the rest of my siblings.
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It shouldn’t have gotten complicated, but it did. Strange how easy it is for me to offer solutions to other … Continue reading It’s complicated
God finally took Rafi Zakkari Faigao Feliciano home. Little Zak passed away at around the same time he was born … Continue reading Zak is home
I stood outside the nursery window, watching Greis caress her frail little baby boy Rafi Zakkari. Zak raised his feeble … Continue reading Never give up