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<\/a><\/p>\n(My Auntie,\u00a0my youngest brother, Kumar and myself… January 2012 in India)<\/p>\n
I had breakfast with my mom today, before she heads back to Maryland.\u00a0 She was telling me that Big Pisima was married around the age of 15 years and a widow with two little girls by 24 years old.\u00a0 Can you imagine the stories that she could have told?\u00a0 I wonder of her life from the age of 24 – 80.\u00a0 Her two daughters are fabulous and are a testament of her character and life.\u00a0 My mom tells me she was just beautiful, inside and out.<\/p>\n
I loved that when I saw her again, after 30+ years, she knew who I was immediately.\u00a0 Beautiful.\u00a0 I was moved to tears as her message into our camera was telling my dad to “Come home<\/em>.”\u00a0 How sad for my dad to be away from his family at a time like this.\u00a0 His health is such that I doubt he’ll be able to ever go back “home.”<\/p>\n Heaven came down and glory filled my Soul.\u00a0 <\/em>I love that song.\u00a0 I can’t wait for heaven.\u00a0 I pray that God sees fit to come, now!\u00a0 Soon!\u00a0 There is so much pain on this earth.\u00a0 Often I pray\u00a0“Dear God, Could you please….”<\/em> And then often struggle with my prayers of wants or hearts desires when I have these images of people with so much less that pop into my head.\u00a0 Of this family, of their extended family, all living on a street corner.\u00a0 They were cooking on the street.\u00a0 What happened when it rained?\u00a0 How can I ask God for … when so many people have so much less?<\/p>\n That bit of my heart that was left in India hurts today.<\/em>\u00a0 Missing my auntie even though I didn’t really know her.\u00a0 Looking forward to seeing her again, hearing her stories.\u00a0 Hugging her.\u00a0 Family and love is such a funny thing.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Yesterday my dad’s eldest sister died.\u00a0 In India.\u00a0 Big Pisima, as she was affectionately known as, meaning oldest sister… was maybe 82 years old.\u00a0 I remember the ache in my heart as I met her for the first time in … Continue reading <\/a><\/p>\n