The Harpy Eagle has the biggest claws in the birdy kingdom, and their wrists are almost as big as human wrists.  They can exert a crushing force similar to that of a Grizzly bear’s canine teeth.

They were usually in their twenties or thirties, humble, from the poor side of town.  Many of them came from shanty towns where they didn’t have running water or electricity.  They were simple sweet people, close to the Earth, some of them fresh from the jungle.  Some might say primitive and yet they really were civilized, elegantly so.

I was so lucky to have such mothers.

Then there was my jet setting mother: “You just wait till your dad gets home, you’re going to get the spanking of your life!”  and then they would sit in their separate chairs in the living room, in silence, reading and drinking their cocktails into the night.

Some sighs are ten day sighs.