My mood is at my lowest currently. My best friend will be leaving me in a few more days and going to where she likes most. To hew own place. Own people. A place called India and my best friend is my momma.
It was just yesterday that I was counting the days when she will come to stay with us.. The day she came still etched in my memories. The uncertainty when she stood at arrivals, scanning people and her relief when she saw us. She was already bored in two weeks of stay with us. But forged ahead. She got to see snow which we never saw when we were in India. I was praying that it would snow here and it did.. At end of February. When they had already predicted that it won't. God this incident sounds just so far off. I remember our arguments and stubbornness of a Leo mom and libra daughter. She cried, I did as well.. But in the end we managed .. Even without a sorry. She used to sit on the sofa which faced the door and TV at the same time so that when I came from gym, the first thing I saw was her. Either knitting, solving word finder puzzles or reading with TV in the background. Now when I will come, the space will be empty and the home will be silent.
I remember her excitement to see niagara and how she still praises my better (?) half for organizing a trip there for good 3 days and a hotel so close by. She loved it and her excitement will be still etched in my memory.we did see Washington, D.C., Atlanta, newyork city and its Statue of Liberty but nothing excited her as much as niagara.
I remember her suggestions and tips on how to excel in my mediocre ( read horrific) cooking. Yes. I developed confidence and can now cook well and confidently, thanks to her. She helped me to thread my wits about me with her thread of patience , compassion and coolness. She was like my psychiatrist who was unpaid. She relieved my anxieties about my pilla and now I see so much positive change in me, thanks to her. My pilla chirps now. And I shout less at him noe, thanks to her. I will remember the picture they created of my pilla and his grandmomma made as he stuck to her like second skin, cuddled on a sofa.
I will truly miss her as a constant in my life for past 6 months. It will be me alone again in the pavilion. With only an hourly or half hourly call with her.. Just won't be enough. Now I will be counting days it I have already started doing that. That when can I have her again with me for such a huge chunk.
Will truly miss you aai and now I have to start hiding my tears, shedding them when no one is around. And just count the days when I can have you back with me again.
