A love letter to my eighteen year old baby sister


  I have prayed for you.   When Mary Grace’s (my childhood friend) sister was born I was envious.   I want a playmate. MyΒ elder sisters are seven years apart from me at that time and they didn’t want to include me in their circle and so I felt left-out. I wanted to have somebody … Continue reading

he who sits beside me


      From that night… In a distant look I see a vivid view of his face simplify by the way he moves and from the way he thinks I know he is just no ordinary man. Some people believe that he is something to be idolized. A good speaker, listener and a fair … Continue reading