Fortitudo mea est amor a matre mihi datus,
Many Mothers are as fruitful as a Sunrise and Sunset. They never stop giving to their children.
My mom’s birthday is coming up. And along with it, the notorious hunt for a gift…
Last night I had a dream. I dreamt of my mother.
I don’t understand the ‘Karen' labeling. Maybe it’s because my mother is a Karen. Actually she’s a Karin, small technicality.
Don’t wait until it’s too late to tell someone how…