Almost four weeks and counting..

It is with a heavy heart and a helpless mind I think of our dear friend who is still battling to come back to her daughter and all of us. April 17th and it will be four weeks she has not talked, or hugged her daughter. My heart goes out to her daughter more than anyone else. Sometimes I feel sad that all our prayers did not help, sometimes I feel hopeless and at other times I want that one miracle to happen NOW. Her upper brain has still not recovered from the damage caused because of lack of oxygen to the brain when the cardiac arrest happened. You always wonder what if.... she was a bit more cautious in her day to day life, what if ....the paramedics could have come a little sooner, what if ....another adult was home when this happened ??

We are all praying for you dear friend and will continue to do so until you wake up from that deep slumber !

Praying for a dear friends recovery

A very pretty young lady, a great mom to a six year old, a good daughter, wife and sibling, kind hearted, very adjusting, never hurt anyone, and a lot lot more. She is all that and a very dear friend to many of us. I remember I first saw her when she came to the US as a newly wed. We ( me and my mom who was here with me at that time) had invited her over for lunch. She had just landed and all I remember was that she was very shy and quiet, and hardly talked.It has been 10 years since.

Today she is in a critical condition, and it is paining me a lot to see her this way. I feel very helpless.I feel sad for her daughter. I hope that a miracle does happen and she wakes up like nothing happened. I hope she fights it and finds the strength to come back and be there for her daughter. I hope all our prayers and positive energy will be sent to her and she will fight back.....I hope all will be well again for the family and her.

Spring

Rolling green hills I see all around me

Spring is here ! don't you agree ?

Bright blue skies, everything is serene,

Mountains are shades of yellow and green.

Trees turning white, red and pink,

Covered with blossoms upto the brink.

Nature playing holi the festival of colors, I think

Painting its body with all the colorful ink !

One gaze at the mountains and I am mesmerized

I count my blessings and feel energized.

My calming little balcony

The weather is slowly starting to get colder and I am realizing that it will start getting tougher to tend to my plants or to sit in the balcony. The plants also won't thrive as much. I am only hoping that all of the plants survive the winter. Summer is a good time for the plants in my balcony. Since we don't get direct sunlight I have to only get plants that grow in shaded areas. Over a period of time I have learn't my lessons and I only pick up plants like the ferns so they can live with less light. I capture the pictures every now and then and that just makes me feel good.

This is a quiet retreat for me when I am sad or happy. It does cheer me up when I see green around me. Every morning after I wake up I usually go to the balcony for fresh air and just to see what is blooming. Squirrels and humming birds are regular visitors and we stay indoor behind the glass doors and watch them. Too bad I don't have any pictures. Next time I plan to keep my camera handy so I can get a picture of the humming bird.

Crafts with the daughter

A while ago while browsing the www ( which I do like a crazy woman who feels like the 24hrs are not enough in a day ) I came across this DIY project and I thought to myself that this is an easy one which I can do with my daughter.So off I went into my balcony with a pair of scissors and chopped off some fern leaves. We put them inside my old Tornado training manual ( finally good use of them me thinks :) and placed some heavy duty Java books on top and left it that way for a couple weeks.

I usually purchase stuff on sale even if I don't need them, and one of those purchases were some cheap frames from IKEA. Shreya and me got down to choosing the background paper but she seemed to like white the best for the dried leaves. Though fist I thought of persuading her to change her mind I decided to go with her gut and I think it turned out nicely. She helped me glue the leaves and frame the whole thing. She also suggested on how to hang it and now these two frames sit in the alleyway right when you enter the house. Though the lighting here is not the best I still love it whenever I look at it. This was a quick and fun way of spending time together. Though the original work I saw looks way more sophisticated, what we made has a special place in my heart.

 

 

 

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Does it really matter what I want ?

Shouldn't it matter what I want ?

Who should we live for ? for ourselves or for the family ?

What should my goal in life be ?

What if I want something completely different than what is expected of me ?

Styles of the hairy kind

Isn't playing with hair a fancy of all little girls ? Shreya loves to play with mine, though my patience runs out very soon with all the tugging and pulling that we end up in fights. But there have been times where everything ended well and I had different hair styles, thanks to my daughter. Mostly when we are watching TV after dinner and Shreya has run out of ideas of playing by herself she will eye my hair. If I am in a better mood I will let her touch my ever falling hair. I am sharing here some of those styles captured by none other than the stylist herself.