Ever since I moved in here a complete stranger who is the my landlord's mother comes to my window and says hi and asks me how I'm doing. She always bakes different goodies and offers some to me. The sense of caring in a stranger made me revise my belief on people. Maybe the true sense of caring emerges from the people we least expect. I call her grandma Saba...
I was born an Ocean away and lived miles away yet my heart can connect to an old woman living on an Island that no one has heard of! Makes you wonder why then people who live in the same country and share so much culture have the least of respect for one another! Makes you wonder how we can offer bombs and violence rather than freshly baked cookies from grandma Saba...
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Wow I am really enjoying your words. You are very insightful and poetic. You should be proud of yourself for moving on to a new adventure, not everyone follows their heart or intuition. Enjoy a cookie for me would ya? Grandma Saba seems like someone who we could all learn from!
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