mother-s-love

Every time I go away from home seems first time.....

I stumble and fall.I weep and struggle to rise.My mom feels it all.

? Life is all about relationships and what actually happens when people relate, when people understand each other. To see each other for who they are, not what we want or expect of them._ Margaret Bouchard

And now the bad Mommy was here _ outside his window. With a little whimper, he ran back to the bed, jumped in, and pulled the covers over his head.Good Mommy was gone now_and bad Mommy had come to eat him up.