Mum to Daughter

She looked at her daughter and wished for her:
a man who would keep her safe
an inspiration that would help her through her rough days
a friend to laugh and cry with
a shoulder she could lean against
the strength to bear another's burden
someone who would never bring her down
someone who kept her humble
a person who knew right from wrong; who would never cheat or steal
one whose smile would make her daughter grin in return

Most of all, she wished her daughter would find a life partner who would cook, clean and do the laundry for her. Really :)

Fire

You can't really fight it with fire, can you? And if you were gonna fight it with ice, wouldn't you lose your ammunition? And not fighting it aint an option. Maybe we should starve it, decline it of fuel. And keep combustible materials far away. But wouldn't that be morally wrong? Almost inhumane? And why can't we just walk away? Because we're family? Because we're honour-bound? We stick around even when it makes us hurt. Because we have each toher. When one tires, the other steps in. Like the fire-brigade. Except we don't wear uniforms. Then we joke about it over tea, making the gigantimous seem almost trivial. That's just what we do.

Kids

They turn your world upside down, but you find you don't mind it that much :)

They have a crazy imagination and you wonder when your own world began shrinking to you and the people around you. Even a speck of dust leaves them amazed.

They tire you out so much you love sleep and bath time :)

That's all for now. Bub bye!!