Raised by a single mom and not ashamed
I have come across people in the journey of my life, I mean friends, acquaintances and even elderly people, that wanted me to apologize or dwell in apology for coming from a broken home, I wonder now if
I have come across people in the journey of my life, I mean friends, acquaintances and even elderly people, that wanted me to apologize or dwell in apology for coming from a broken home, I wonder now if
I celebrate you mom, I celebrate you from the bottom of my heart. I am awed by your heart of service. How do you do it? How do you keep it all together? How do you
I remember whilst growing up, mom took us to her friend son's birthday party, he was 10 years old then, the mom was called to dance with her son, on getting to the stage she bursted