Mak and KakN called me to wish me happy birthday. Mak's voice cracked before she even finished the sentence. I know she misses me as much as I miss her. maybe more. Mother's love goes beyond the oceans, boundaries, skies and mountains. Oh........How I wish I'd just could pack and go home for a short visit, for Mak, KakN and M. The day will come. It will come.
I put back a box of my cotton dresses and skirts back into a closet. I should've known. New England weather is a big teaser. Batik wraps have to wait, at least another month or...may be less.
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