24/08/2017
This is a post from Stuti on the second death anniversary of my mother today.
EMy sweet, endearing, and kindhearted Daadi (my dad's mother), who had her last day on this planet 2 years ago. I love and miss my Daadi, but know she has finally reunited with her husband, after his abrupt departure many, many years ago. So as much as it hurts anyone who knew (and automatically) loved her, not to have her caring heart around anymore, we know she is in a better place. The brokenness of not having her around remains, but so does her love and joy ❤️Daadi was the sweetest woman I know, a little stubborn at times (friends, this is where I get part of my stubbornness from!), I know for a fact I also get my moments of being sassy from her (honestly, sorry not sorry dad! 🙄😉) Up until her last breath, she always put me first and made sure of my wellbeing before she ever had a chance to worry about herself. I know she looks down at my dad and I and is overjoyed that we have moved back to India and even more so, that we have renovated her place and made it OUR home. I know for a fact I get my smile from her, my smiley personality included 😁 and, for anyone that has commented on how tiny my pinky toe is, she is the only other person I know who shares this same feature as me! ☺️ For something I was made fun of when I was younger, I love having an odd feature as such because I know my Daadi and I are the only ones who have this in common 😬 I could write a book about her, my memories of her, and so on, but for the sake of me not losing anyone's interest, let's just wrap it up in a short and simple way: I loved my Daadi, I miss her more than I can put in words, and she will always be a blessing to my family ❤️👵🏽❤️