Feliz Pascoa

by Duda

Growing up in Mozambique, away from the majority of my extended family, I learned the art of letter writing early. It was one of the few things my Mom shared so well with me. I still remember asking her if everyone should be addressed as Excelentissima Senhora, etc. I have saved most of the letters and cards I have received in my life time. Letters are all I have left of some loved ones, including my father. Anyhow, I send cards to my family now, some made by me some not. These went to my nieces and nephew, with loving thoughts infused in the ink. That's how I like to visualize the love web thing.