Dear Ri,
I lay next to you last night, getting you ready to sleep. I enjoy these moments, your head in the crook of my arm, a soft pillow below my head and the gentle whirr of the air-conditioner. Your cheek pressed against mine. On most nights, we giggle girly giggles together.
You are no longer a baby. I see this expressive little girl next to me. You are smart and funny. Cheeky. I usually start telling you a story, interrupted by either you or me losing patience.
So, last night, we were talking and in a moment of parental indulgence, I hug you tight and ask who you think loves you most in the world. I expect you to say that I do. Instead, you state emphatically,
"Baba".
You then, turn away,placing your head on my arm and resting, as though you need time to reflect on your answer as well. I was very moved by your answer. Lump-in-my-throat-kind-of-moved.
How do you know so much at so little? May the gentle, loving Gods who you believe in bless and protect you at all times.
Love,
Amma
I lay next to you last night, getting you ready to sleep. I enjoy these moments, your head in the crook of my arm, a soft pillow below my head and the gentle whirr of the air-conditioner. Your cheek pressed against mine. On most nights, we giggle girly giggles together.
You are no longer a baby. I see this expressive little girl next to me. You are smart and funny. Cheeky. I usually start telling you a story, interrupted by either you or me losing patience.
So, last night, we were talking and in a moment of parental indulgence, I hug you tight and ask who you think loves you most in the world. I expect you to say that I do. Instead, you state emphatically,
"Baba".
You then, turn away,placing your head on my arm and resting, as though you need time to reflect on your answer as well. I was very moved by your answer. Lump-in-my-throat-kind-of-moved.
How do you know so much at so little? May the gentle, loving Gods who you believe in bless and protect you at all times.
Love,
Amma
What a blessed child!!!!!
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