I miss my mother’s hand

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Another problem one faces after growing up is to eat food with one’s own hand. This make one miss the golden time when mother’s hand was there to spoon with kindness and affection.
I think that after these 23 years life, I have grown up. And being grown up I am facing this problem. Yes I miss my mother’s hand spoon feeding me my meal. A meal that has kindness and affection that no other human can add to it. To be grown up is no fun because you have to sunshine the kid factor of your personality and pose maturity…

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