Where are you? I
miss you. I think about you a lot and I think about my childhood and how close
we were. You were always a friend, a confidant…someone, I could share
everything with. I miss that someone, I miss you!
I spent all day
yesterday going back the memory lane and thinking about the good old days and
my last trip to see you, when you were really ill. It was disheartening; very
sad to see you in the state you were and then a few days later, getting a call
from Sumit at night breaking the news that was so hard to take. I was all
flustered. I spent the next day just lying down. I remember it so vividly. I
felt so alone. As god would have it, our stuff from VA reached San Francisco,
the same day and when the movers opened the boxes, there were jars of pickles
that you had made for me. My heart and eyes were so full. I still have the
mango pickle saved. It's value to me is more than anyone would ever know.
Losing you was my
biggest fear growing up, so your passing away was very hard for me.
I loved you, love
you and always will. I am so lucky I had you for my grandma. No one compares to
you. I cherish our memories together, the recipes I have from you, some even in
your hand-writing, the mango pickle I still have and so much more. Anything that
was yours that I now have has so much value to me than anyone would ever know.
It's like having you in some form.
I wish, I had
recorded your voice, because I miss it, I miss hearing you. :(
Mama, you have
taught me to love unconditionally, you were always a source of strength to me
and showed me to always do the right thing. Thank you, for all of that. Thank
I love you and
always will. I miss resting my head in your lap and just giving you a kiss and
a hug passing by where you sat or when you were in the kitchen cooking. I
remember, how much you liked it. I miss having a shoulder to cry on. I miss
having someone to share things with, who would understand me. I miss that and I
I hope you are
looking over me and I hope you know how much I miss you. I also hope you are
peaceful and happy.
I love you, Mama.
With fond memories and ever-lasting love,