I miss you all the time but it gets so much worse when am not well.. Like today when I was in unbearable pain and I made a nice cup of tea, and it tumbled over- I started bawling my eyes off- because I knew there wasn’t anyone to tell me- “It’s ok, I’ll make another one for you. Lie down for a while…”
No one else will ever understand why I cry, every single time and get it right- except you, Amma. Send me a sign today that you’re up there, smiling at me. I need it today, more than ever..