In another world!  

In another world my mother is not my mother, she is not married to my father, instead, she is only a beloved daughter of her father and her mother.

She owns a boutique especially, for kids. She sells handcrafted quilts and sheets made of patchwork, embroidered frocks and skirts, book racks and pot holders made with macrame and crochet. She does it all herself, she is a maker. 

She finds joy in dressing up children in cute and fancy ways. She loves to love, she is a lover.

She lives with her father and her mother, goes home to a hot cup of tea with her mother and runs to open the door to welcome her father back home and hugs him tight … so tight to squeeze his exhaustion of the day. She cooks and takes care of them, she is a giver. 

She has friends, just 2, so close that they stick together forever, she stands by them through thick and thin, she is a bestie. 

She has a dog, a cow and a bird who she feeds and pets, they long for her to come home and sleep with her in her bed, she loves to sleep well and long, she is a sleeper. 

Her father brings her magazines about her art of stitching and she loves to learn and excel the art, she reads and learns it all, she is a reader. 

She eats, laughs, loves , prays and stays with her father and her mother, in another world she is just a beloved daughter.