A mother’s day

‘Mum can you go in your study while our friends are here?’

‘Sure.’ I put lightness in my voice, because…well, because of course. He’s nearly eight years old.

Child runs away, but after a few steps stops.



‘But maybe don’t close the door.’

Child turns and runs again, joins brother in never-ending soccer game.

0 thoughts on “A mother’s day”

  1. Wonderful experience for you. These are treasured moments in life.
    P.S. I think I’d cry too if I saw a gold leaf car of any description.
    Juxtapose the above two sentences and see where the real value lies.

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