Happy Birthday, Mi.
I don’t know what to say. I just feel so sad. I still can’t help the tears pricking my eyes when I think you’ve gone. Forever, even though physically. But sometimes it is just not enough to think you are in our hearts. We want to hear you talk, scold us, laugh, hug us.
Just feel very, very sad.We’ve arranged to feed the children at Seva Sadan.
Every year, New Year and your birthday would come right next to each other. Well – no one wished us a happy New Year yesterday – not that we were jumping with joy over the event, anyway. Still. Vidur has dress rehearsal in school for the annual day program scheduled tomorrow.
I really don’t know when I’ll be able to control my tears. You always kept saying I’d never cry, no matter what. You’d keep asking how come I never get tears easily. Well – am making up for all that now.