La Pura Neta

and here I was, thinking and making myself believe, many other things. when, from the beginning to the end, we have always been family and friends. -feeling thankful for the love the world has shown to me. for helping me to learn to love myself and for helping me learn to let others love me. for, we all deserve love and we all should cherise those that love us. -now, to work with my mind. to have her understand that there is love in this house, there is no danger around, and for her to feel more secure to plant herself on the warm ground. for, there is love in this house. there is love all around, whether there are quarrels or not, love is at heart.

...I thought they were pimples. I layed on my stomach, on top of a bed cover with a floral duvet. the unseen doctor began to exam my back. Hmm, he said. This one here is a worm. I felt him tugging, I felt discomfort, it felt small but long. i felt the snap when the worm was detached from my skin. the doctor placed it on the bed and I could see a thin white string but as I tried to touch it with my pointing finger, it moved and wriggled around. the doctor pulled out another but this one was shorter. the third was tinier. just as I was pushing off the bed, because the exam was done, my daughter crawled across the bed, her feet too close to the area where the worms were placed. immediately, I searched for the long worm. I picked it up with a tweezer and as it got to eye level, it tried to get in my mouth. I closed my lips immediately and blocked it. my husband than disposed of it. the second worm was tossed but the tiniest one was not found. I feared it attached itself to my daughter. I f