This one was too good to forget to write. I owe better quality posts to myself soon but in the interim of prioritizing time to write, below is a quick anecdote.
Me: "Amara, when Dad goes to India for 12 days, I'm worried that you will get bored of hanging out with just me."
Amara: "Mom, of course I won't get sick of you. And anyway, even if I do, I won't tell you."
Once again, Amara earns her name. Bittersweet. I love my nutty girl and how she sees the world. : )
Sunday, May 10, 2015
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