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Sunday, June 14, 2015

The big day...


Yesterday was your big day - you started Kindergarten at Bowman International. Nana-nani were here to give you their blessings. How wonderful that they could be here to do that. Nani fed you a spoon of "dahi aur cheeni" to mark the occasion. I loved the little ceremony.
We drove together -- your dad and I to drop you off. At school, outside your classroom, it was all over before I could get acclimated to the new drop off. With a kiss and a wave you were gone and your dad and I were left standing there agape. I was quite apprehensive about my little baby and how she will fare on day one but you seemed so with it....my little self-contained one. As I always say, "You're wise beyond MY years."
This morning however there were a few tears. You complained about how long the day was and how much you "...missed mommy all day". I know you're pining for the lazy and magical, warm days with nana-nani that you've spent this summer. To comfort you, we talked about using your "kissing hand" and you said "it did not work" so i showed you how it works only if you place it on your heart and say "i miss mommy and now I feel better". That seemed to help. Then you demanded today (day 2), to carpool with Anya so I had to call Rizwana aunty and arrange that. Once again you left with a big smile and were gone before I could get my fill of your sweet smile...

How I miss you my little one. It's a big week for you and for me. I think about how this is your first big step into the world. My love is with you, always.

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--Reena
Publishing now that my little dumpling has graduated from 8th grade ...9 years later ...but this was written after that first day of Kindergarten.
September 6th 2006

Friday, June 5, 2015

precious

the ephemera of life on this earth
never fails to impress 
whence all is said and done
love will count, not much else

so go out, run free, be great
don't forget to touch that heart, kiss that face, hug that one
who lights up your life every moment of every day
for come tomorrow it may just be a memory
clutch these moments, hold on, love well - today!!

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 June 9, 2011
came to me a long time ago when that silly and very young little girl Mira, asked me how much I loved her...I laughed and cried...before I could answer


Thursday, June 4, 2015

thorns

ran wild among my flowers fragrant
made it my habit of being found with them
ran in a hurry, inhaled magic colors
but somehow the thorns caught my shins

traded soft sands and easy lands
for runs and exhausting promises
while winds erased the paths i imagined
found new dreams as old ones vanish

and yet the bruises do cruelly remind
of far off tales and dusty paths
you once reminded me of the sins
of forgetting in love's aftermath

but will i be ready waiting at life's door
when the mighty fences have melted away
when my shins have grown stronger skin
when it's time to fly away...


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reena
june 4th 2015