She was the joy of our lives who made the house a home - Home now feels like a TV that has been muted.. You have left a big void in our lives, Amma.. We'll always have the need to have you around..
Wish we had the chance to have more pictures with u ...........................................................................
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5 comments:
Touching sis.... Nice tribute and post.
Sneha, Very sorry to learn how you feel without her. I pray Almighty to give all of you the strength and courage to accept this reality. Indeed a very touching post and a great tribute. Just remember this poem by Mary Fyre (the one u find in my post - A remembrance).
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush.
Of quiet birds in circling flight,
I am the soft starlight at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.
- Mary Fyre.
HI Sneha. Your MIL looks like a highly content and happy person.
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