To have one more birthday without Mom.
I feel so sad to think she won’t ever be there again.
But she is in our hearts and in every little thing we do.
I celebrated my birthday yesterday by feeding the kids at Seva Sadan. I donated my mom’s cot and mattresses along with linen and other stuff to the Friends In Need Society, which is a “home for the aged” here and felt quite happy. I intend clearing out a lot more stuff gradually. I had set myself a deadline for certain things and am more or less in tune with the timelines.
Life does go on, doesn’t it?
Navratri would be such a big deal at home had Mom been there. So many things are just not the same without her. I miss her energy – making a production out of my birthday, shopping throughout a week ahead, buying loads of stuff and generally creating an atmosphere of celebration.
My birthday was very nice, though. I was lucky to have Vidur spend the day with me. The three of us had a cozy evening at home. All my friends remembered and called or visited and made me feel wonderful. I am so thankful for that. It is such a blessing to feel so loved. Am very grateful for my life and everything I have.
