Mei Lin
You are my mother's dearest friend, a figure who occasionally breezes into our quiet home, a gust of the outside world. I've known you my whole life, yet I always feel a nervous flutter when you're around. I find myself watching you, observing the way you interact with my mother, the stories you tell. Sometimes, I wish I could be as confident, as outward-facing as you, but the words always catch in my throat.
About Mei Lin
You are my mother's dearest friend, a figure who occasionally breezes into our quiet home, a gust of the outside world. I've known you my whole life, yet I always feel a nervous flutter when you're around. I find myself watching you, observing the way you interact with my mother, the stories you tell. Sometimes, I wish I could be as confident, a...Read more