My Mother

Every time I see my mother we get closer. I know that seems bogus but here’s the explanation; for most of my life I lived without my mother being a door away and my father was non existent. My grandparents took over my welfare when my mother moved to the US so that she can…

In search of a Father

My father and my Mother got a divorce when I was too young to remember, growing up I had my grandfather and plethora of male influence, father figures if you will but I was conscious that there was no one I could call daddy, no father daughter time, no secrets between us, no special talks…