Goodbye

My mother left for the U.S. today; it was strange. At airports, I’m usually the one leaving; this time, I was the one staying behind. Spending this past month with my mother has been absolutely amazing, and it made her leaving much harder than any goodbye I’ve ever had to give.

However sad I was that my vacation with my mother was over, I could tell my grandmother was ten times more upset.

I’ve visited India and left India many times, but I’ve never given much thought to what my grandmother did after we left. Now I know. It was really sad watching my grandmother walk around the house, choking back tears. She seemed to deflate the instant we dropped my mother off, and she didn’t feel like doing anything once we came back home.

But then she realized that I was there – that I would be there for another four weeks – and she immediately made her way to the kitchen to make some soup.

Snaps, her soup is good.

Sidenote: Shout out to America! Happy 4^th!

-July 4th