Mother's day present

I bought the first ever Mother’s Day present this year – an exquisite Tiffany necklace. I know that, eventually, after many years, it will come back to me. A piece of silver carried on generations.

There was a stone thrown into my stable life last night. The ripples rip open my eyes and press me to confront the thing I should have pursued. I am given a journalistic talent and educated with the abilities, what is the reason to give all this up to have such a dull but stable life I am currently having? This is not me, ain’t I?