Each chapter in life is a season. With the closing of one door, another opens.
With motherhood I have found a quiet peace, far from the buzz of the information highway.
That’s not to say I do not miss it. I still look upon women in business suits in envy and salivate whenever someone says they’re crazy about WoW.
Then I remember, I have done it all. I’ve smelt the sweet scent of success on Wall Street, raced through the pixel plains of the Arathi Highlands.
And now, summertime has come for me and the shadows have faded into the fading darkness. With new life comes a serenity unparallelled and a beauty and a new meaning of what life really is all about.
In my new poem ‘Your Birth Day’, I chronicle the surprise and the ecstatic joy at my son’s birth. It appears in the current issue, #21, of The Journal.
Mephala is a strange and rather interesting 
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