Picture of the Day: Mother's Day Flowers. I lost my mother, and father when I was about six. No, they did not die. I literaly got lost on a tiny island called Cheju, South Korea. Back in the 70s there was a high demand for Korean adoptees...no legal documentation required. On holidays like this I would always be sad, longing for the mother I remembered.
What I've come to realize is her love is in me. Having the love in me has given me joy I can share with others. Today I'm grateful to be blessed with four beautiful children who turned out better than I could have imaged. Thank you!
