“Chicken pox leave my daughter and cling to me oo”, my mum sang in her melodious voice rocking me back and forth, while trying unsuccessfully to comfort and calm my grieving soul. Oh yes! I was grieving and the tears that flowed ceaselessly were the expression of the pain I felt within. Even if I desired to calm myself, the tears would not stop and so I let it flow. With this torrent flowing freely, my lips gave life to the…
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