Cultural exchange program where one pure soul from France stayed with us for 10 days like a family & left tears & memories when he left. Now it was my turn to send my precious friend, son & companion to their house As he left from the airport bidding goodbye there were tears & also fear. Fear for he was going to a new place without family. "Oh he is grown up. Come on let him fly" one part of my heart said. "But will he be fine? What about his food & health " mother inside me argued Then I remembered how the French guy ( don't want to name) had become our family and my soul whispered " Don't worry. He is going to a great family. The guy was a gem & so would be his family ". And I was fine Days passed. Surprisingly this hyper mother didn't call the son every now & then to check. Somehow the soul connection made seemed permanent. No worry. There was a sense of security & cal...
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