Mysterious things will never seize to happen in the mysterious world of ours.

The beauty of a child at play.

A poem for my late mother…

For all the Moms out there who comfort their children in time of need.

Down Syndrome in so many parts of the world is neither accepted nor understood. I was one of the lucky few whose child was diagnosed in vitro, giving me more time to prepare myself for the gift and the challenge of raising a child with special needs.