One Munchkin
I was sitting in my son's bed while staring at his wall full of blue stars with his name sticker in the middle of the white wall. A minute had passed, then two, three, four minutes more when Akyn finally broke the silence in his room to ask, "What are you doing Mama?" He looked at me then to the wall then back to me like trying to figure out if there's something interesting with the blank space I've been studying about. "I'm thinking about something." "What something Mama because I need to know?" "Something complicated!" I went down the... Read More