That was always her measure of the genuineness of a smile. She and her best friend once had a conversation where she had claimed she could pick all the genuine smiles in the hall. "How?" her best friend asked. "It's simple. A true smile reflects in the eyes." she would answer.
Back in 2010, when my mother passed away due to cancer, I decided to start posting my poems and pieces online. Barely 5 percent of anything I wrote made it online, but that's still a lot. Read more about my Mom here.. I made a Facebook page, specifically for sharing what I wrote but then changed [...]
Today I complete my 5 years of being on this amazing platform. Can say without a doubt it's often been an only outlet for bottled up expressions, pain and frustrations! Cheers to anyone reading this. Peace. ✌
Alright, then. It's finally time. I've NEVER spoken about my Mom on a public platform or for that matter, I don't even talk about her with my friends or my family, because talking or even thinking about her feels worse than dying on being stabbed with the sharpest knife a one thousand and ninety-nine times [...]
Words can slay. Literally! However, now that I think about it, if they could slay figuratively, most of us would be dead, with the remaining half in prisons for making that happen!