Mom you suffered nine months and rest of the life until you died.
I continue and almost fifty eight years now.
On my birthday..........greetings and gifts come along from Australia and Sri Lanka.
My eldest daughter Tharindu and Son-in-law Kelum write,
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hmmmmmmmmmmmmm.this is the sad reality of modern age.............nothing can be done.............Any way Good Write..........
A beautiful, poignant write. In your mind, you are at home in Sri Lanka. Warm birthday wishes from your poetess friend in West Virginia. And prayers that you and your family will be reunited one day. Fond regards, Sandra
well penned the struggle to make meaning of dislocation and family with spirits full and intentions noble, , , , , , ,
A beautiful letter of gratitude and hope. Your family may be scattered, but your hearts share the same vase. I'm sure your dear mother understands. I particularly enjoyed reading this glorious couplet: 'You are a Sun in my winter Igloo And a full Moon in the mysterious summer hut.' Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥