Memories
Memories Almost 10 pm here, and I am exhausted to the extreme. It has been an almost 17 hrs of awake time from break of dawn until now, doing the last important part of day, putting my children to bed and gently hold them both under my wings, as I sing kirtan Sohila to them. As I lie down, watching their innocent faces, my heart says a thousand prayers of protection and comfort.. and as I slowly stepped out of their room, closing the door behind, I remembered a time when they were part of me, when I carried them in me, those divine months. Pregnancy is a phase where every mother has a unique journey. It has left me with treasure to cherish forever. I feel its that phase of my this life’s journey that transformed me every single second that a life grew in me. Those months where I knew my children exclusively and more than anyone else would ever know them. Each moment was a rosary bead where a relationship was presented to me with a depth, purity and sinceri...