Mama, I love you with all my heart - wishing I was there as you celebrate your 94-ish birthday. No matter how you threaten ka che and I with the meat cleaver, the milk opener, the than tui and all that jazz, you still love us nonetheless. You had that tear when I first left - you still have that tear when I leave now. Nothing tears my heart more than not being with you.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Mama, I love you with all my heart - wishing I was there as you celebrate your 94-ish birthday. No matter how you threaten ka che and I with the meat cleaver, the milk opener, the than tui and all that jazz, you still love us nonetheless. You had that tear when I first left - you still have that tear when I leave now. Nothing tears my heart more than not being with you.
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