Thinking of you so much more than usual today, Mi!
I am thinking of the champa flowers you loved and even today, ten years later, I’ll find a petal or flower around the house–pressed in a book, in a box, on a shelf hidden under something.
It has been a while since I went to the market, but each time I go, I buy a handful. The fragrance they spread and fill our home with was heady – and I associate that with your warm and fragrant hug.
You would always smell of talcum powder, sandalwood soap, moisturizer. And cooking. I loved it when you hugged me…it was a full-fledged hug that enveloped me in your love.
Today, I wish you were around for so many things. And for this lovely perfect champa flower. I imagine you marveling at it, describing its perfume and generally talking about all things good.
It seems like only yesterday that we were standing, holding each other, you telling me how happy you were and me telling you that you’d live forever. And then, in a span of five days, you left a huge vacuum in our hearts.
We have been slowly, over the years, filling it with the memories we have of you because that is all we have. Or so we thought. But you gave us so much more.