Raka is now growing older and older every single day. I remember when his first step to the ground and he run fastly with his fragile feet. It was so fun watching him moves and grows. But there is a part of me scream out loud to him : do not grow up.
I wasnt actually the mother of him, but i recently felt how was it like when i have a little boy by my own :)
I hope i could watch him all along