Photo by Kelly Sikkema on Unsplash Girl, it seems there is something going on in your life. Things are so crazy these days. I haven't even really seen you with my own eyes for months. Little message exchanges did not give me a clue as to what's really up. I guess we can blame it on the world crisis, but I'm afraid it goes back way before. I remember you as the cutest little toddler with your black untamable curls. You were a happy baby, or so I thought. I was in your house often, and in your life. I held you sometimes at church so your mother could listen to the sermon. I spoke to you in English and sang silly songs. I prayed for you. I'd like to think I had some influence in your life, but times and things moved us apart for several years, no fault of yours or mine. But those were tough years for your curly head, and for mine. And then by some little miracle one day I found myself in front o...
Just a mama trying to bloom where she is planted in the dry Northeast of Brazil.