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Lonely without you

Anticipate your return

Absence grows my love

The past weekend, I was left alone, with my kids, both human, feline and avian.

Hubby Dearest went away for a few days with friends. A well-deserved break after a hectic few years.

And I was reminded of a Peanuts cartoon strip I read when I was younger: “Absence makes the heart grow fonder… so I’ve packed your bags.”

It made me giggle then, and still now, and yet it holds a lot of truth.

When the one you love isn’t there with you, you feel their absence keenly. Yet when you do love someone, you need to let them go sometimes to appreciate their worth.

And I welcomed him back with open arms, and a sleepy smile ( he arrived at 1 am!) most glad to have my love back home with me.

Mother’s memories

I’m home, with mum and dad, and the first thing mum did, after lunch, was to get her old sarees out, from her wedding… Beautiful silks, chiffons, embroidery and prints.

“I’m not being morbid,” she says, “but let’s go through things, so I know what you like, and , you know, when the time comes, there’ll be a package of stuff for you, that means something!”
Sarees from her wedding, with stories behind many of them too…

See that green embroidered one? She was taken to the shops by her in laws to choose something. She fell in love with that one. It cost 600 /= Kenyan shillings… About £6 in money now.
She was told it was too expensive, but, rumour has it, Pops was there and overheard the exchange…
Miraculously the Saree appeared in her gifts after the wedding.
She is convinced he went back and got it, and when I asked Pops today, he just smiled, and said I remember the conversation…
Romance isn’t dead, see!!!

And then we found the top from her wedding outfit… It looks as sparkly as is it were new!

I’m not morbid, neither is my mum… Sharing the stories behind the outfits means when I get old, and want to pass them on to my daughter, there will be some meaning to everything!

Then she pulled this one outta her box of tricks… A framed poem my parents had given me as I entered adulthood…
Another one to pass on to my little madam… When she grows!
I ❤ family 🙂

And just needed to slip this one in too!
❤ you mum! 😘