I AM LOOKING at the flowers that mama had put in my room. They are like children crying at the same time because they are hungry and thirsty. I also cried for them because I couldn't feed them. I accompanied the crying flower. I think I cried even louder for them.

Today is the day of Jr.’s leaving the country so I feel sad. I want to stop him from leaving, but what right do I have to do that. He has already made up his mind and not someone like me can stop him.

"Mia," Janel called to me at the same time as a soft knock stopped me...