It really feels good to be the center of my husband’s attention. I was away for sometimes (traveled to Addis Ababa, Ethiopia) and I’m now here in Maryland.

Even if my Berhan doesn’t have a problem of “workaholism,” his work sometimes follows him home and I don’t like it. He comes home with his headphones on his ears and he whispers to me things like, “I’m in a meeting” or “Just give me few minutes.” And when that happens, it is hard for me to get his attention I so much crave to get.

But this last Saturday, Continue reading Mundane of Life →