Changed Life
There she was, with her beautiful long hair, lying all alone in the uncomfortable, hospital bed. She was dying of HIV/AIDS and unable to speak to me, I felt so much sorrow as I watched her lose weight because she could not eat. In 2003, in Mekelle, Ethiopia, I was a six year old, second grader when this all happened. Himonnet is my mother’s name and she was the best mom. Not because I say so, but because others also said so. My mom used to laugh all the time and was good at comforting others. This was the most difficult year that I ever had, that no one also could imagine.










