Laaltain

Dear God, says an Atheist Mother

I was star­tled at my own dis­cov­ery, though I can nev­er real­ly call it a dis­cov­ery since it was there in front of my eyes all the time. The very first time I saw her in pain, I could do noth­ing but instinc­tive­ly I held her hands, I caressed her cheeks and kissed her fore­arms. […]