Life gave me two homes: one where my heart is and one where my mom is. For the first time in a long time I really want to go home to my mom...where she can make me soup with too many carrots in it and paint my bedroom pink to her heart`s content.
“One cannot help but be in awe when he contemplates the mysteries of eternity of life, of the marvelous structure of reality. It is enough if one tries merely to comprehend a little of this mystery each day.”
– Albert Einstein
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I wish you and your mother the best. Yearnings for home speak either to kindness or a need for comfort.
I appreciate your kind words, Kalsang. You are right on both counts. :)
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