Pomme Terre

She has very warm and comforting hands.

I am a typical Asian. I love my mom and I suppose she knew it. Suppose some words unspoken won't make a lot of difference?

Anyhow I plucked up my courage, and told mom "Mon mere, Je t'aime. Mom, i love you. " for the first time after a very long time.

With one hand she held mine firmly, and I noticed she wiped her eyes with the other.

Could it still really be that simple?

Could romantic love and platonic love and parental love all be different facets of the same diamond- brilliant, no matter which face is turned up to the sun?