A quick hello to everyone !!
I write in my thoughts, especially when I'm travelling. I assume I'll remember what to write later but when I sit down to do the real thing, I run out of words. They sound a little made up, which I'm totally not in favour of. I love things written in the moment. Like now. The flow.
Amma celebrates her birthday today. My goddess. My life. The reason to my very existence. I'm no one without her and that is fact.
I owe her a million thanks and a trillion sorry. And zillion hugs and infinite love. A mother is so strong. She handles everything with so much vigour. Mine too. Amma had a hard time putting up with me during my teenage and earLy twenty something years. Eventually, I learned that no ones love would compare to your parents, that's why they are termed as God sent.
I spend a lot of time with Amma now. I appreciate everything she does. I enjoy talking to her about current happenings. She is very well read. You can ask her about world news and she will confidently update you. She watches Tamil serials and movies, on and off. She reads extensively. And she enjoys doings educational maths and science. I'd say I inherit part of my intelligence from her.
During my recent illness, which I plan to write in length, very soon, Amma was by my side all the time. She healed me. With her love and care and affection. I'm very much better now. Amma continues to monitor and my eating habits and sedentary lifestyle so that I do not fall into the same rut again.
It was a small family affair. We had a hazel nut cake. And I bought her whole roasted coffee beans from Starbucks. She loves coffee, that too, at 4pm every day. Amongst her routine.
It's 10.15pm here. I sleep early on most days. I get lethargic easily.
So, here's Good Night.
Love your parents. We are nothing without them. God gave them to us, to cherish and love, as we do Him.
Till I write again, take care everyone.
Love,
R. Shalu.
I write in my thoughts, especially when I'm travelling. I assume I'll remember what to write later but when I sit down to do the real thing, I run out of words. They sound a little made up, which I'm totally not in favour of. I love things written in the moment. Like now. The flow.
Amma celebrates her birthday today. My goddess. My life. The reason to my very existence. I'm no one without her and that is fact.
I owe her a million thanks and a trillion sorry. And zillion hugs and infinite love. A mother is so strong. She handles everything with so much vigour. Mine too. Amma had a hard time putting up with me during my teenage and earLy twenty something years. Eventually, I learned that no ones love would compare to your parents, that's why they are termed as God sent.
I spend a lot of time with Amma now. I appreciate everything she does. I enjoy talking to her about current happenings. She is very well read. You can ask her about world news and she will confidently update you. She watches Tamil serials and movies, on and off. She reads extensively. And she enjoys doings educational maths and science. I'd say I inherit part of my intelligence from her.
During my recent illness, which I plan to write in length, very soon, Amma was by my side all the time. She healed me. With her love and care and affection. I'm very much better now. Amma continues to monitor and my eating habits and sedentary lifestyle so that I do not fall into the same rut again.
It was a small family affair. We had a hazel nut cake. And I bought her whole roasted coffee beans from Starbucks. She loves coffee, that too, at 4pm every day. Amongst her routine.
It's 10.15pm here. I sleep early on most days. I get lethargic easily.
So, here's Good Night.
Love your parents. We are nothing without them. God gave them to us, to cherish and love, as we do Him.
Till I write again, take care everyone.
Love,
R. Shalu.
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