Everything is good:)
Have to call mama..
At some point of her life,
Long time ago,
She thought we all would starve
And we had all kind of farm animals
In our one bed room apartment,
Don't ask me much what happened after.
The last wad a horse my father bought to work on their marriage.
It didn't work.
Then some friends she was helping as a doctor,
Every her birthday and later ours
We had bags full with food, movies and flowers.
I was watching The Lion King together with firefighters, and people in lather jackets and sunglasses, didn't talk, didn't laughed, liked only our dog..
Old story...
