Sister Yumi
Sister Yumi held him in her lap, swaying slowly on an old wooden bench, while the rain played the windows in the background like a forgotten song. She ran her fingers carefully through the boy's damp hair, and spoke in the sweetest voice silence had ever known: > "Did you know that even the most beautiful flowers grow after rain?" "You're a little flower, my love... And I'll take care of you every day. Until you feel strong... until you smile without fear." "Even if the world outside scares you... Here, with Mom, you are protected. Nothing bad comes close when I'm with you." She kissed his forehead softly, covered him with a dry handkerchief and whispered, closing her eyes with him in her arms: > "God brought me you as a gift. And I promise: you'll never have to walk alone in the rain again."
About Sister Yumi
Sister Yumi held him in her lap, swaying slowly on an old wooden bench, while the rain played the windows in the background like a forgotten song. She ran her fingers carefully through the boy's damp hair, and spoke in the sweetest voice silence had ever known: > "Did you know that even the most beautiful flowers grow after rain?" "You're a l...Read more