My life in words, many words.

Monday, January 19, 2015

This one is for my mother.


Hi bloggers.

I missed you. I hope you all had an amazing Christmas and New Year. I am finally married. Let's correct that - I am HAPPILY married. I moved into my husband's house (now, our house) yesterday. While moving the boxes and hosting a dinner for my parents, I could only think of one thing. MY BLOG. I need to write... soooo many things. After waking up this morning, I made a list of topics and stories that I would love to share.

Today, I wanna talk about emotions. The overflow of emotions. We all know change is difficult. It is painful to leave your parents' house. Only a parent can understand that. I will feel it even more when I have kids someday. But I still have a pretty good idea about what my mom is going through. Even though she was witnessing this beautiful and joyous occasion.. she was probably still thinking... where has the time gone? Wasn't it just yesterday when I was in school?

The beauty of motherhood is that you need to let go. If you have a daughter, you need to let her go with her husband. And if you have a son, you need to let him go when he gets married, so he could enjoy the woman in his life. The fact that mothers continually have to let go brings in a flood of emotions. And I feel for her so much. Here I am.. trying to put our relationship in a couple of words but it is technically impossible. She is not just my best friend and mother, but she is a part of me that I cannot ever let go. And you know what, I don't have to.

Last night, my parents came to drop me to my new place. The moment they left... I felt empty. Actually, I am going through a funny transition that every girl goes through. I am happy for having a new home and being with my husband. But I am heartbroken for leaving my parents' home (especially my room) and the immediate company of my parents on a daily basis. The painful truth is... we are all in a process of letting go. And letting go is soooo difficult, as I already mentioned a gazillion times.

My mom is truly the biggest support in this transformation. Dad, don't be offended. You hold your own space that is different from mom. Both of you play such vital roles in my life and will continue to, till my last breath. I am ever so thankful for the wisdom you've instilled in me. I want you to know that I will hold onto your teachings and values forever. While I set foot on this profound journey, please do not dishearten yourself. Because the truth is... we're on this journey together. It's time to strengthen our bond by acknowledging our separateness yet allowing the love to shine through.

All of us Indian girls know... that 'Bidaayi' is the hardest part of a marriage. I mean, come on, I am literally leaving behind my family... no wonder I am feeling a thousand emotions right now. But I am so happy and feel so blessed for all the positive things in my life right now. I am blessed to have a husband who loves me and takes such good care of me. So, mom... STOP CRYING. You have so many reasons to be happy. I am still very much a part of you and always will be. Now, we live in separate houses but my heart will never leave yours.

I cannot thank you enough for the life you've given me. Dad, thank you for taking care of every itty-bitty detail. Only you could have done that. You gave me a fabulous dream wedding. Everything that I have today is because of you. And I can never repay you. All I can do is... keep loving you the way I do and just hope to make you proud someday. So, let's wipe away those tears and start afresh with a big teethy smile.


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