Praise God. My daughter is home from Bangladesh, safe and sound. It was a delight to meet her in Toronto. As we sat on the subway I marvelled at this girl - young woman rather - who has moved so smoothly from the rickshaw clogged streets of Dhaka to the underground of Toronto, and now to the quiet avenues of small town Alberta, all with a smile and laughter.
How did I get to be so blessed as to have such beautiful, talented, savvy daughters?