by Cynthia Yee RRRrrrr…rrrr…The humming came from the top of the summit,rrrrrrrrRRrrrrrr….rrrrrrr..Rrrrrr…, the soundtrack of my seven years of life,  MaMa's constant heartbeat, MaMa's sweet lullaby, MaMa's comfort signal, trailing down, calling me home. I faced the steep mountain, its wide bannister worn shiny and smooth, so perfect for mounting and gliding down. The gleaming … Continue reading Sky