When someone dies it’s the small things you miss the most – that’s what I am realizing.
It’s 12 : 15 PM on day 1711 of my journey towards independence and I’ve managed to brush my teeth, pray, read Hosea 10, publish my Disability of the Day feature, learn one new thing – All of these animals are considered vulnerable (African elephant and polar bear) or endangered (giant panda), but the gorilla is critically endangered with a dwindling population in the wild. – feed myself bread with egg and a banana for breakfast and promote my Educate Generations campaign– Athira donated $35 (thanks SO MUCH Athira and chachen) which bring my total raised to $2 954 🙂
Yesterday I was thinking about my paternal grandmother who died almost a year ago and strangely enough it’s not the food she cooked me or the talks we had that I missed the most it was sitting at our dining table holding her hand (towards the end of her life I doubt she remembered who I was I had to cajole her into holding my hand and every time she did I was so happy).
Those are wise words coming from one so young. I am very grateful to still have my mom, though like your grandmother I don’t think she knows me most of the time. I think the lesson is to cherish time in general, and especially time spent with loved ones. Keep on keepin’ on, Nisha!!
Thanks Paul 🙂 Treasure the small moments with your mom.