Friday, November 04, 2011


"Mom, are you happy?" asked 4-year-old Rohan, perched precariously on a chair at the dining table, eating his favorite mac-and-cheese, his eyes huge and round.
The boy's been asking a lot of questions lately.
"Yes, baby, I am," I reply. "Are you happy?"
"Yes," he said.
"Do you know why you are happy?" I probed.
"Because Mommy is here," he said, smiling.
I don't have a heart anymore. It's lying squished, a pile of goo at my son's feet.


Thinking Cramps said...

Awwww....made me feel all warm and fuzzy too :)

A Muser said...

:) Kids. How are you doing, Ana?

dipali said...

Awwwwww:) Such a sweetie!

A Muser said...

Thanks, Dipali!

Anonymous said...

don't know if you remember me! it has been a while, and i like the white background better than the old black one!

would love to get back in touch. a good friend of mine is in the process of moving to sd. i am assuming you guys are still there ...

- s.b.