Another Little Laila

Dear Mom, I haven’t gone to the gym yet, which is what I’m really trying to get myself to get into the habit of doing more consistently. But what I have been doing consistently is practising singing. I love it. Last week, I went to a karaoke night all ready to sing “for you” as

Laila, oh Leila, Layla

Dear Mom, Besides latching onto hearing your name called out in a cemetery as a sign that you’re okay, I also have been following your name around in terms of other types of signs. The first one I remember is when I was apartment hunting. After you passed away, just after actually, I needed to