An Ode to Appa, my Dad
“Do you want some chocolate?”, Appa asks me. We’re shopping at Costco and just like that, I’m a 3-year old holding on to his thumb. I’m still his little girl…. Read more »
“Do you want some chocolate?”, Appa asks me. We’re shopping at Costco and just like that, I’m a 3-year old holding on to his thumb. I’m still his little girl…. Read more »