A mother gave birth to her youngest child. Seven had come before her, and six had survived. She had more on her plate than many mothers could ever fathom. One day, as the youngest child went with her mother to visit a friend, the three year old turned around. She did not see her mother anywhere.
“Where is my mother?” she said. I will go look for her. Read the rest of the article on Mamalode online magazine HERE.
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