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| Flashback 2011- July |
“Don’t tell anyone, but you know what happened today…”. Every
night, thus start my son’s everlasting tales.
But a year back, it wasn’t so. A year back, he was
withdrawn, defensive and unhappy. His grades were poor, he was clearly not
happy in school and I had no way of reaching out to him. All I could do was
wonder what went wrong….. till that day when the dam broke, and he articulated
his fears.
My son’s far from perfect, but he’s friendly, happy and
confident.
Sometimes, all a child needs is for his mother to be there
for him.
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A drabble is a story told in exactly 100 words.
A rolling stone gathers no moss. Moss, to me, is symbolic of parents who are there for their kids. Of parents who give their all for their children. Of my parents. And of the parent I wish I could be. This photograph, taken in July, forms a part of my Pictoral Flashback of 2011.
A rolling stone gathers no moss. Moss, to me, is symbolic of parents who are there for their kids. Of parents who give their all for their children. Of my parents. And of the parent I wish I could be. This photograph, taken in July, forms a part of my Pictoral Flashback of 2011.
1 comments:
Natasha - The parent you wish you could be? You're an amazing parent! Your sons are so, so fortunate to have you as their mother; they really are!
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