I believe in Miracles. I believe everything around me is a miracle 😊. My life is trying all ways to make me believe in them all the more and I’m ever grateful for that.
The recent ECHO done for my elder daughter showed that the hole in the heart: ASD – Atrial septal defect, had closed by itself. It’s a congenital defect. All of us are born with a small hole in the heart but within a year of birth, the hole closes by itself. For some it doesn’t happen and my daughter too was among the chosen ones. She had to undergo a surgery if it hadn’t improved to this stage at 10 years of age. I had mentally prepared myself and had always prepared her to be in a state like “Surgery is nothing major, it’s a boon that defects can be fixed”. But yes, miracles happen. ❤️No surgery, just a follow up again after two years just to double check that miracles do happen 😇
In response to Shweta’s Six word story prompt: Love. So glad to be participating in this prompt after so long. 😊Thanks for hosting this Shweta.
I read a book called “Five love languages” which beautifully explains how different people express love in different ways. Broadly grouped into; Words of affection, Quality time, Physical touch, Acts of service and Receiving gifts.
Parents always love their kids isn’t it? Yet while growing up I always felt my mom loved me more and my dad dint love me as much. Just because me and my mom shared the same love languages “Quality time and physical touch”. She used to give me a warm hug as soon as she is back from her office and used to spend time asking me about my day. I used to feel so secure and loved.
With respect to my dad, I cannot recall a day he has given a hug to me or spent quality time with me as such. Yet, I cannot recall a day he hasn’t made coffee for me or helped me with my tasks. Whether he felt a lil tired or was busy, he would still make me coffee with a lot of care. Fresh milk, fresh decoction always! Just the way I like it!
I branded him a “strict father” who scolds us more and loves us less. After reading the book, I can just say, he expresses his love in a different way, as much or much more than my mom! I just dint understand earlier. In his own way: Making my coffee everyday was his act of love for me. ❤️
So if you feel someone doesn’t love you, May be you don’t understand their love language yet 😊
I wanted to post something here today. Something to say I’m still here, I’m alive 😅. Linda’s prompt made me smile.
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “to your left.” When you sit down to write your post, look to your left. What is the thing closest to you? Write about the memories that thing induces. Enjoy!
Well I’m not able to enjoy writing for this prompt. But I’m going ahead anyway. My city is having a huge spike of covid cases and we at home, we hear atleast one death in our known circle per day! It’s so much far from normalcy! It’s another thing that we have a big circle but still …. it’s so not normal! A few of us are volunteering to help people find hospital beds or search for medicines and arrange for it’s delivery. There’s shortage of all resources, be it oxygen or the steroids that doctors are prescribing. Many calls are needed to land with a correct contact. This is taking away most of my time these days and hence was away from WP. So kind of a few of you here to check on me, means a lot ❤️big thank you❤️
On normal days, when I have free time, when life is going on as usual, seeing my desk like this (the attached pic) in the living room used to be so irritating. I would give a nice long lecture to my kids as to how important it is to keep the house clean. Why did they waste paper? Why did they cut so many pieces and if it’s for their play, why not clean it up? It would be so difficult to sweep these away for our helper too. Now due to lockdown situation no helper either!!
But none of these bothered me today! I’m glad my kids are finding ways to keep themselves occupied, without being able to meet their friends or go out anywhere for more than a year now! These are supposedly “veggies” for my 5 year old’s kitchen play. 😂These bits were all over the house!!! Yet it dint seem a problem today!
I just had answered a call from someone who wasn’t able to find a bed for his wife who is feeling breathless!!
I just had called someone with a positive news that “I found that medicine in a remote corner medical shop in Bangalore” while he said “the patient is no more”!!
I was trying to arrange medicines for someone’s parents’ here, both tested positive for covid and were super tired to even call the medical stores for home delivery!!
I had made phone calls to provide food for the needy who are finding difficult to meet basic requirements in this pandemic!!
No … the bits of paper that were all around my house did not bother me even one bit today!!! I’m grateful we are all safe, we are all healthy, we have food and shelter!!! Every small problem that bothered me before felt nothing compared to what I’m attending to all day!!!
❤️❤️❤️Dear Earth, please heal soon!!! ❤️❤️❤️
P. S : If you are eligible, please get vaccinated
If you are COVID recovered and meet the requirements, please donate plasma.
Do your little bit, whatever you can, today! The world needs you!