In memory of the golden era of my life…. I love my mother

Some people’s vision becomes a memory after their life. But there are some people whose memory becomes a vision for many lives. Today, 18th of March 2020, it has been a year since my mother left us. She was a role model for me as a mother, and a perfect wife for my father, standing by him in every moment, situation, circumstance and decision in life. This one year has been nothing less than a roller coaster of emotions. You might remember reading my previous article that I wrote a few days after her passing. Not much has changed since then. Probably the only thing that has changed is the acceptance of reality.

She is physically absent from our lives, but her essence will never leave us in any situation we face, any decision we make, or any conversation we have. Her thoughts will be reflected in every opinion we have, or in any discussion that happens. So has she really left us? Physically yes, but not from our life and soul.
Every year on her birthday, and on my parents’ anniversary, I always gift a handmade-something. She loved those gifts, and would look forward to them every year. Today I wish to talk about a few of them, that express to the world the wonder woman that she was.

On the occasion of her 45th birthday, I made a mug for her, well, a paper made mug, where I had written 45 reasons why I love her. Of course no reasons are required, or let’s just say there aren’t finite number of reasons. I wanted to tell her in different ways that I love her, a lot. She adored the gift and used to read it almost every now and then. On my parents’ anniversary, I had made a endless folding cube using multiple images of them and our family. I wanted to show to them that the love that they have for me, and the love that I have for them is endless and beyond all finite comprehension. On her 47th birthday, I had made a small booklet for her. I included words from me and my father to tell her how she makes our life wonderful and worthwhile. We wanted to let her know that she made our life dynamic and spirited and keeps us grounded at the same time.

She was a constant that we came back to at home. Love is a very small word to define the feelings we have for her. Along with Appa, she invested her whole life into making me the person I am. And everyday, I strive to be even half of what she is and what my father is.
The last thing that she told me was “Remember me, always”. She knew the reality, she knew what was going to happen. I was not ready at that time to face reality, but she knew and she also knew how to make me ready for the situation. She gave me the solution to understand the situation and strengthen myself by remembering her and all that she taught me throughout. She anticipated the situation that I will face much ahead of time and was working on me silently.

Today, I would like to pay tribute to her by dedicating a few words in her memory: –

“We loved her, we love her, we will love her, which gives a sense of ease knowing the fact that she is no longer in any pain or suffering. But, with her gone too soon, we will forever miss her and fondly remember her in every waking moment of our lives. She will always be remembered as a dynamic lady, doting mother, devoted wife and a warm-hearted person.”

These words would resonate not only with me and my father, but with the entire family, her friends and acquaintances who have been associated with her in any way. She was the purest soul who had only love to give to everyone around her. She will always be on our minds and in our hearts, and I will keep her legacy alive by achieving the dream that we saw together.

Stay inspired! Stay Priya-fied!