Liu Ma Di
On Armistice Day in 1918, the singing of birds was heard joyfully as the guns of war were silenced. Many a mother celebrated their personal anguish with the compassionate knowledge that other mothers could rest knowing their sons to be safe. The writings you will find waiting for you in this book offer thoughts and insights to the life and love of our collective mothers. Two weeks after his mother's death, Liu Ma Di embarked upon an ancient rite...