So, Mi. today I’ll begin with the good stuff. I have news for you. All of the headlines variety.
Do you want to know the big news first, or the big news first? Okay, I’ll tell you the news that is closest to your heart.
Vidur is now officially in Class 12. Can you imagine?
Yes, I went with him to school yesterday.
Yes, I cried when they sang and went through their assembly routine.
Oh yes, I cried when they called the top five achievers in Class 11 to hand over their report cards on the stage.
And I laughed through my tears when Vidur, as usual, bowed before he received his. A lovely Mommy moment for me! How the years seem to have whizzed by! Sigh!
Next headline – I went for my follow up tests and they are fine. Of course I have to continue medication, diet and exercise, but I am cool with that. I rather like the diabetes diet! I am also adding that cinnamon to my coffee once a day (Pro, please note!) and liking it!
Also – I’ve just discovered organic tulsi green tea – tastes exactly like the plain tulsi kashayam we used to make! You would have loved it!
Vidur is having it every day thanks to a throat infection, poor chap. See – I’ve turned him into a black tea drinker – remember how we used to urge him to drink a spoon of the lemon tea and he’d staunchly refuse? Then you would cuddle him and make him sip it. And he’d hold his hand up and say “porum paati, pleeeeease” (enough, grandma, please)
Hmmm. By the way, I cut a huge papaya yesterday. How excited you would be when I did that! We would dream of papaya-breakfasts and snack times! Just the sight of the papaya makes me freak out!
I cried when I packed it into that round dubba to keep in the fridge and had it for breakfast also this morning. There’s some more left. I added some milk to it, just like you used to and I cannot deny I shed tears into the bowl, maybe diluting the milk, ha ha. I am going to make an apple smoothie like the one I used to make for you one of these days. The only reason I didn’t get around to it is because it is far easier to eat the apple as it is.
One thing I’ve realized with great force over the past three months is this – the greatest love of all is the one we bestow on ourselves. If we didn’t take care of ourselves, of what use are we to others? You preached it to me, but did not practice. I preached it to you, but did not practice. Truly, we appreciate something the most only when we have already lost it, or are about to lose it.
Oh well. Better later than never, eh? There’s hope for me yet.
I have a tumbler of coffee with cinnamon floating on it.