Thursday, March 14, 2013

A Conversation with My Son ~ A Recollection in Prose

Mami.

Yes, Sam.

You do realize it's not a big deal.

It is. I'm so excited for you.

Mami. You realize it's not that important.

It is. You're being recognized for your hard work.



 But Mami, why are you making such a fuss?

I want to celebrate you.

But Mami, why are you ironing my clothes?

I want you to feel good. It's a special occasion.


Mami, why are you doing so much?

Sam.

Yes, Mami?

Because I love you, Sam.

Mami?

Sam! Why must you fuss? Why are you so interested in what I'm doing?

Mami?

What Sam?

Because I love you, too.

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