Hi friend,
I was excited to come and tell you about my travels.
My AMAZING time in Georgia.
But the first weekend, I was just 3 days into landing in India and was sleeping and doing laundry (ugh, adulthood).
And 2 days ago, I rushed to my village as my grandfather passed away.
In exactly 7 months between Oct 29 to May 29, my father has lost both his parents.
It felt bitty this time when I visited my village. When we were all sitting together and eating dinner on the day it happened. The farmhouse was what it was because they were in it.
Though we were sitting there ‘together’, we weren’t really together.
Because my dadaji’s comments were missing.
His voice wasn’t there.
My dadaji came to live with my father in February and told him he wanted to eat gol gappas and chaat (North Indian street food). This is also my favourite snack which I’m hoping to eat just an hour after typing this newsletter.
This is our last photo together, it’s from that day:
I’ve lost 3 grandparents since March 2021.
It’s devastating, to say the least.
Incredibly heartbreaking.
I suppose my grief right now is just breaking into tears when I’m alone and craving something sweet all day (which I’m controlling myself to indulge in).
It will pass, sometime.
But I’m not going to suppress how I feel at the moment
See you soon.
Love,
N
PS: Enrollments for Summit 21 will close in 12 hours. This is the last cohort of 2024.
I'm kinda afraid now, cause I've got 1 kinda grandfather left for me now... and I alsmot never get to meet him.
You gotta cherish family, and hurray for Summit 21
I miss my grandparents too! And now when I read this article I feel you. Our village home was our Summer Vacation place and we used to visit regularly to meet everyone. But it's not the same anymore. Now I realize it was home because of them but everything's just not as it was. But I cherish the sweet memories I have with them. Thanks for writing this article Ma'am! :)