My wife and I have been married 18 years.
We have broken down and rebuilt at least five times.
Only two things have stayed with us throughout these 18 years; against all odds keeping us going, alive, together.
One of the two is this drawing of Mother Teresa.
The day she died, a Hindu colleague of mine gifted it to me.
From that day on, she was the Saint of my home.
Social media allows me to ride a wave of hashtags to be heard, read…
Shameless self-promotion or genuine gratification? Not sure.
Mother Teresa - she touched me.
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