My daughter's admissions and then moving away from home :( kept me busy all along. One point agenda. Rest was all on the back burner. Life coming back to normal with a void. Missing her so often. Then I tell myself. Life has to move on. Change is constant. And this was bound to happen. I too had left home at 18 and moved to the hostel. But its only now that I realised that my going to the hostel and her moving out is so so different. It isn't as easy as I thought it was !!!!!
So its festival time every time she comes home. She is just 3 1/2 hours away.....a train journey! We made yummy fried rice.
I love love lighting candles and placing lil flowers on my centre table. It gives me so much of happiness every time I pass by... brings a smile
Thats my lil' Vandita ready for a Bharatnatyam performance....sans the makeup. That changes so much.
A mixed bag indeed....Hope to meet you often :) Have a wonderful Sunday !!!