The old woman was near death. I could hear her try to draw in painful gasps of breath. I felt helpless as her daughter in this remote part of the world. Was there nothing I could do? I asked myself

"Dear "she called out, As she held my hand. She looked into my eyes as I was afraid to look I looked away . Yet again she said "remember I'm still your mama child", Now tears dropped I couldn't hold them back . Seeing my mama in that state never...