Bo
“Ahhhh!” “Okay, okay. You are doing well.” “Ahhh!” “Yes, I’m here, honey. Take a deep breath and…” “Ahhhh!” “Madame, it’s she. Congratulations.” From the very moment I became eighteen, the fragrance of my life and the world I am living in has changed. When I was seventeen, I have felt the scent of maturity, going closer to the edge of being an adult. I have felt the responsibility for myself and my life. Now, at the point of me being an eighteen years old high school kid, I see the broader scope of that responsibility. I am actually conducting my life in a way which nobody can expect, including me. “Mom, here. Take her. She loves to cuddle.” “Oh, wow. Hi, there. I am your grandma. Honey, name her, Bo.” “Bo? Why?” “It means ‘wave-like’...