A letter to my son in heaven
Dear Luijoe, It’s been 21 years . 21 years today… without seeing your impish smile, without receiving wild flowers with a note “I love you… Read More »A letter to my son in heaven
Dear Luijoe, It’s been 21 years . 21 years today… without seeing your impish smile, without receiving wild flowers with a note “I love you… Read More »A letter to my son in heaven
A few years ago at Plurk, once my favorite micro-blogging social networking tool, a plurk caught my attention: Someone asked civiland plastic what is the… Read More »Setting Boundaries for the Plastic or Unhealthy Persons