Rahul and Leila are thirteen. That means we have two teenagers in our home. That life is exciting - full of potential and full of the depths of despair. That I am their safe space, that I get their most vulnerable sweet love and the brunt of their moody days. I am honored to be … Continue reading 13 Candles
Leila is a true product of Asia, conceived by IVF in Gujarat, born in Hong Kong, lived in Chengdu until age 3, Koh Samui until a year ago and now Bangkok; and she certainly rocks! (Of course it’s not just because she’s my daughter that I’m saying this!😉 Seriously though, she’s one of the most … Continue reading Leila – One of the cool kids who rock Asia!
I started this blog in 2010 when my new born twins were a few months old. It was my way of connecting with other mothers, of learning from them, of sharing my own stories, thereby having a creative outlet. It was also a way for me to journal some stories for the kids to read … Continue reading Do I Write About Them or Not? Twins, Tweens, Teens…
I read something today about being in darkness. It struck me. “Fall in love with the moon”, it said. There is beauty all around. Not only in the obvious breathtaking views and warm, easygoing island lifestyle. But also in the scariest of the snakes and spiders, in the depths of the lonely jungle, and in … Continue reading Darkness in Paradise
She sat on the bed and was rehearsing something. All of a sudden she recited this poem of hers. Leila is quite the dramatic one! Proud mummy moment: A poem by Leila Rose Kassar The Magical Unicorns High above the ground, I sailed. Helplessly. Helplessly. Floating along in my abandoned boat. Help! Help! In the … Continue reading The Magical Unicorns: A Poem by Leila Rose Kassar
My children continuously ask me to write about them on my blog. They look at old posts from a few years ago and find their stories funny and intriguing. At this point though I am reluctant to go into detail, out of respect for their privacy. I am sure they’ll come back to me one day … Continue reading An Evening Together
Leila's interpretation: Mama is carrying Rahul and I am jealous. Papa is next to me and there is a heart in the middle. (Did you see I drew a heart!?) Roman is a baby, and Mina is also a baby.