i remember that sight.  i can never forget it.

she at the gate.. me my family in the car.  returning back to our home.  and she standing at that gate.

i am guilty of belittling that sorrow of hers.. her pain.  never in word.. definitely in thought


i remember her words.. let your wish be fulfilled.  remember you have a son.

i have a son  and a daughter

and now.. the loneliness.. a fate like hers?

standing at the gate... bidding them good bye..