“Oh my daughters of the bright moon beams, will you have to go to the ends of the
earth to follow your dreams? Will you talk to the mountains to make peace with the
trees or feel confident enough to dance with the water lilies, so as to flow freely with
the streams? Wherever you go in this dream called life, may joy find you at every morn’s
light and walk with you effortlessly until the day’s night.” Forever, I will Love you, Mom